Чужой
VII
Itwasdouble-walled,andsavefortheairlocks,itwasthetightestcompartmentontheNostromo.
Thedoorslidbackslightly.AshlookedtoDallas,whonodded.Againthecontrolwastouchedandthedoormovedanotherfewcentimetres.Nowitwasopenenoughforamantoslipthrough.Dallaswentinfirst,followedcautiouslybyRipley.Ashenteredlast,quicklyhitthestud,shuttingthedoorbehindthem.
Theystoodclosetogetherinfrontofthedoor,scanningtheroom.Stillnosignofthealien.Dallaspursedhislips,blewasharpwhistle.Thatfailedtostirthecreature,butitdidmakeRipleygiggleabitunsteadily.
Keepinghiseyesonthehiddenplaces,Dallasstartedtowardanopencabinet.Itwouldmakeanexcellenthidingplace.Butcloseinspectionoftheinteriorshowedonlymedicalsupplies,neatlyarrangedandundisturbed.
Iftheyweregoingtotrytotrapthecreaturewithsomethingotherthantheirhands,theyneededsomethingsolid.Dallaschosethefirstsuitablysizedobjecthesaw,astainless-steelalloytray.Asheturnedtocontinuethestalk,hewasquiteawarethatifthecreaturefeltsufficientlythreatened,itcouldmeltitswaythroughthetrayaseasilyandeffortlesslyasitcouldDallas’shands.Buttheweightwascomforting.
Ashwasinspectingthefarcorneroftheinfirmary.Ripleygrewboredstandingnexttothedoor.Sheclosedit,walkedin,andlookedbeneaththeplatformholdingKane,thinkingthecreaturemighthaveattacheditselftotheunderside.