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- He should be dead. He’s going to die. For some reason, the creature hasn’t killed him yet. As far as he knows, it’s only f cked up both his arms, concussed him, mangled his face. He’ll never be able to run from it. He tilts his head to get a better look around, and the blinding pain in his right eye is followed by a stringy tug.
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- He knows the rest of it from heart. “Dangerous specimen. Do not open without prior authorization.” It’s an egg crate. The big f cker wants to impregnate him. Why does it know what an egg crate looks like? He thinks of all the times they hefted one of these past the cells on a power loader. The beasties are always paying attention.
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- Alien: The Cold Forge, Interlude, D ck
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