Galaxy of Terror Page #5

into that thing.

I don't run out on fights.

We've got to find

the source of the field.

Baelon, will you quit?

You are driving me crazy.

When you do go back,

I'd like to join you.

(SIGHS)

It's no place for a cook.

Can you handle a weapon, Kore?

I can take care of myself.

Cabren.

Baelon?

You're a fool, Cabren.

I'll be damned

if I'm staying here alone.

(AIR WHOOSHING)

There is something.

Like whispers, nothing formed.

(SOFTLY) Where's Kore?

Ranger, why are you

so concerned with Kore?

- I don't trust him.

- Why not?

At the ship,

when Trantor disappeared...

Well?

The corridor does appear

to remain open.

Let's get out of here.

You do what you want to.

I don't want Kore behind me.

(WIND HOWLING)

I'm not going down in there,

Cabren. It's too tight.

It's definitely

getting stronger.

I can't take in anymore.

I'll burn out if I do.

Aren't you afraid?

Too scared to be.

Well...

What are the odds

of us getting out of here?

If we play the odds...

We'll lose.

Come on, Baelon.

Baelon.

(MONSTER GROWLS)

ALLUMA:
Baelon!

RANGER:
Baelon! Stop it!

- What is it?

- (BREATHES HEAVILY)

I don't know.

I thought I saw something.

This idiot here starts firing.

Baelon.

I'll go first.

CABREN:
It's gonna be tight,

Alluma. But don't worry.

- He nearly got me. He nearly got me.

- (SHUSHING)

What a magnificent

piece of work.

It's still here.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Baelon. The pack.

(MONSTER SNARLS)

(MONSTER SQUEALS)

Baelon. You should stay close.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What are you doing, Baelon?

It's the second time

you nearly killed me, you...

Shut up, Ranger! Shut up!

CABREN:
Baelon!

Baelon?

(SOFTLY) Stupid son

of a Caleban b*tch.

Go ahead, I'll catch up.

It seems to be

activated by this.

Cabren!

Kore, move the door again.

Not all the way.

See?

If we could complete

the form...

Kore, close the

door all the way.

No, wait!

Hey!

Baelon!

Kore, open the door!

The other way, Kore.

(RATTLING)

(ROARS)

- Baelon! Baelon!

- There's another one!

Come on.

Come on, open the door!

Yes!

(ROARS)

Ahhh!

He did this.

Kore!

It's not Kore,

he's just an old man.

Oh, yeah? Well, where is he?

There's nowhere to go.

I hate this place.

- I hate it. I hate it!

- Alluma. Alluma.

Where the hell is he?

I don't know where he is.

Forget Kore!

Ranger?

- Ranger?

- What is it?

Nothing.

I keep seeing something...

And then nothing.

Stay close. We can't afford

to be separated.

Damned if you do

and damned if you don't.

Ranger.

In future, you see

something, you call us.

Quit lording it over me like you

were still the patron saint

of the Academy, Cabren.

Believe me,

those days are long past.

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