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The pot was at an angle. The hatching sphere screamed to the globe above. The floating sphere shrieked. Flame danced over its surface. "It It's got eyes!" Masters said, spacing his words with tugs on the ropes. "Don't look!" Taylor warned. "Heave!" Pember faced the sphere. He patted his Garand. "Give 'im hell, boy!" He swung the rifle to his shoulder and fired.
Pember recovered his Garand rifle, which had been left near the sentry box during the retreat. Taylor led the group into the tunnel, with Masters following and Pember bringing up the rear. The din of the slaughter in the town and the shrill whistle of the spheres was blotted out underground. They reached the far end, where the ladder led upward to the sphere-haunted factory. Taylor ascended.
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