With the words we were throwing ourselves, prisoned in our great
cumbrous space-walkers as we were, toward the low door through which
we had come. In a moment we were through that door, were in the
adjoining compartment, but hardly had we gained it than there swept
through the pale light from high above four great cylindrical shapes,
slanting smoothly down toward the compartment we had just left! From
above they could see us easily, whatever beings were inside those
descending cylinders, so that as they shot down over our roofless great
compartment, Marlin and I poised motionless, praying that our great
gleaming space-walkers might be mistaken for mechanisms. Far across the
compartment-city we could glimpse the four other cylinders dropping
down toward a different point, also, and then in the next moment the
four above us had shot down over us and with a throbbing sound coming
clearly to us from those cylinders' interiors, were coming to rest in
the compartment we had just left!
* * * * *
Glancing for a moment at each other through the vision-windows of our
space-walkers, Marlin and I then softly moved in them toward the low
door through which we had just come. For though our fear was great, our
curiosity, our realization of the mission that had brought us out here
to Neptune, was greater. In a moment we were at the door, were lowering
ourselves awkwardly and silently to a position from which we could
gaze through it into the adjoining compartment. In that compartment,
we saw now, the four great cylinders had landed, and were resting upon
the floor at its center. Each cylinder was of forty feet diameter and
twice that in height, and their gleaming metal sides were broken here
and there by small windows. They were broken too, we saw with a start,
by ray-openings like those of our own space-flier, and it was evident
from those that the cylinders were propelled through space by the same
force-rays that moved our flier!
Before we could fully comprehend the meaning of that fact, though,
there came a low clanking of metal and before our eyes a section in
each of the curving sides of the cylinders, near the base of each, was
abruptly sliding aside, leaving in the metal wall of each cylinder a
low oblong door-opening like those of the compartments about us. Now
we heard from inside that opening a stir of movement, and saw vaguely
a shape or shapes that moved in the cylinder's dark interior. Then, as
we gazed with tense nerves toward that opening, there moved out of the
cylinder's dark interior through that opening, into the pale dim light
of the Neptunian day, a creature at which Marlin and I stared in that
moment with horror-stunned minds! A being so grotesque and so awful in
appearance that for the moment it seemed to me that it needs must be a
creation only of our over-strained nerves and brains!
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