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A Warning

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"Getting slower."

Hicks swallowed at the rasp of the words, more than the knife under his chin. It was the only sign of discomfort he showed, though, making his eyes meet the eerie silver ones of the speaker.

"Might be. Might just want to give you a warning."

The knife slid away.


"Weyland-Yutani thinks you could be the key to getting those monsters in the bag," Hicks said, unsurprised when the predator in front of him laughed.

"Use a monster to catch a monster?"

Hicks nodded.

"Stay and tell me what you know."

"I can do that, for you."