"Let me see you." "Hot hot hot" It occurred to him that it might really be an old woman, fallen down here and gone crazy in the darkness. "Praise the Lord" "Step into the light," Rhodes said. Put out that hot wand of hell and let's have us a tea party." The flashlight, Rhodes realized. "Where you goin', Colonel Matt Rhodes United States Air Force? Love thy neighbor as thyself. "You okay?" "You okay?" the awful voice in front of him mimicked. "Colonel?" It was Vance's voice, echoing through the tunnel from behind him. A bead of sweat crawled into his eye and burned it like a torch. Why wasn't the thing still taunting him? Where the hell was it? He glanced over his shoulder, quickly shone the light behind him. If alien eyes had never been exposed to electric light before, then. The light was holding it at bay maybe something in the wavelength of electric light, he reasoned. The thing didn't speak again, and all Rhodes wanted to do was to get out of this tunnel, but he dared not turn his back and run.
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