“He fell off a cliff. I don’t doubt it, after you got through with him.” She gestured imperatively with the gun in her right hand. “All right, walk ahead of me. Move!”
Skeel shrugged and obeyed, watching the clusters of light-creatures blink off at the reverberation of their steps. For five minutes they continued in silence, in their continuous little patch of darkness. They made several turns as the tunnel angled sharply.
Finally Skeel said: “Where are you taking me?”
“Out to your Patrol cruiser. There you’ll sign a written confession or I’ll kill you. I almost hope you’ll refuse to sign it.”
“We won’t get out of here at this rate! I’m afraid you made a wrong turn to the left back there.”
“I don’t think so. Just keep moving, because if I bump into you one of these pistols might go off.”
SKEEL cursed but kept moving, because she sounded as though she meant it.
“That was a neat trick of yours,” he said, “coming clear through that rogue group of asteroids.”
“I thought so. Of course, I hoped you’d follow me and never come out of there.”
“Kind of a risky chance to take, wasn’t it?”
“It was worth it—even if it didn’t work out.”
“I don’t think this’ll work out either. We’re going in the wrong direction, back into the cliff instead of out.”
“Just keep moving.”
They walked on.
She called a stop at the next intersection, where a much narrower passage came into theirs at a sharp angle. She hesitated, looking around.
“I told you,” Skeel chuckled.
“You’re lost. You made two wrong turns, but luckily for us I noticed them. Want me to go back and show you?”
“No! Keep moving straight ahead.” She didn’t sound very confident.
This time Skeel didn’t move. “Listen,” he said grimly. “Do you realize it’ll soon be night out there? Maybe it’s come already!”
“Well?”
“Well!” he repeated in amazement, whirling to face her in the dim light. “Do you mean to say you aren’t familiar with a night on an asteroid? Especially a lone one this big?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that when night comes on these big rocks, strange things come out to greet it; creatures that stir and scramble out of the crevices, tentacular things that hate the sunlight but come out in the dark and are plenty dangerous! Usually the dark side of an asteroid is thick with ’em. This is one such asteroid. I’ve been here before.”
“You can’t frighten me.” But her little gasp belied the words. “Anyway, I’ve made up my mind. We’ll wait until morning.”
Now he laughed. “Morning? That’ll be ten hours from now. This planet has a very slow axial rotation. Know how much oxygen we have left in these tanks? About four hours’ worth. We haven’t time to stand here talking. I’m going to try to make it back out to the cruiser. You can do as you please.”
Ignoring the weapons in her hands, Skeel strode past her. She hesitated a split second, then followed. She knew he was right about the oxygen, but wondered how much of the rest he was making up, trying to trick her. Anyway, so long as she still had the weapons….
SKEEL had been right. He made several turns and the route led gradually upward. She felt foolish for not having thought of that herself. Presently Skeel called:
“There we are!”
Peering past him, she glimpsed a little circle of light that was the cave entrance. Skeel raced forward. She quickly followed. The entrance loomed before them, but they stopped abruptly. Between them and the outside surface was a dark stretch of tunnel. Beyond it they could plainly see the wide rocky terrain, and the bluish-silver glint of the Patrol cruiser resting in pale sunlight. But night had already come. The ebon shadow of the cliff was creeping slowly out, swallowing up everything. It had almost reached the cruiser.
“It’s too late,” Skeel groaned. “We’re stuck here now!”
She suddenly knew there was no trickery in this. “There’s still time! Run for it!”
“No!… Mechanically Skeel’s hand darted out to stop her. But already she was past him, hurrying down the last part of the tunnel.
Skeel followed slowly, knowing she wouldn’t go far. His sharp eyes had glimpsed something she had not yet seen; shapeless, writhing masses surging toward them in the darkness. Ho was right behind her when she screamed. Several tenacular things had reared up to claw blindly at her face-plate. She screamed, staggered backward into Skeel and half raised her hand holding an electro-pistol. But before she could fire, her legs seemed turned into rubber and she fainted in a heap at Skeel’s feet.
“Thought so,” Skeel grunted. “You can only go so far on raw nerve, then it lets you down.” He dragged her back several yards into the artificial light. Her hands still held tightly to the pistols. Skeel smiled grimly, reached slowly down and took both weapons.
SHE swam up out of a sea of darkness.
A blaze of light hurt her eyes. Sitting up, she saw she was still in the cave, at a place where the button-light creatures were thickest.
A short distance away at the edge of the darkness Skeel was crouched, peering. Presently he came back to her.
“Hello, Miller. I was just taking a survey of our little pets out there. The place is lousy with ’em but don’t worry, they won’t come too near this light.” She got to her feet hurriedly and eyed the two weapons in his belt. “I might have known you’d take advantage—”
“What do you expect? I can’t afford to be running around on an asteroid with an armed woman at my heels.”
She looked past him into the darkness. “Doesn’t look as if we’re going to do any more running.”
“That’s right, lady, it doesn’t. We’re in a pretty bad spot.” He drew one of the pistols. “So you may as well have this.” He tossed it to her and she caught it deftly.
“Thanks,” she said dryly. “Now how do you know I won’t kill you with it? That’s what I came out here to do, you know.”
“Uh-huh, but you won’t. Know why? The vibration of that beam would turn out every light in this cave, and the night things would come rushing in.”
She nodded, knowing he was perfectly right. “Stalemate, is it? Okay, Jim Skeel. But if we never get out of here I shall kill you at the very last moment. I’ll never let those night beasts deprive me of the pleasure.”
Skeel grinned. She was getting her nerve back again! The more he saw of this girl the more he liked her. He liked the determined curve of her orchid-pale chin, the tight slash of her lips and the courage that gleamed behind a false hardness in her eyes. He shrugged. “Four more hours of oxygen. I suggest you regulate the flow to two-thirds and breathe shallowly. That’ll give you a few hours more,” he spoke quietly.
“No. If I can’t find a way out of here in four hours— Well, I won’t sit here and wait for the end. I’m going to explore. Coming?”
“I guess so,” Skeel agreed. “Not that I think we’ll find another exit, for we won’t. But walking helps me to think, and I know there must be a way out of this!”
CHAPTER IV
THEY walked side by side in silence, entered joining tunnels and adjacent caves but were careful to remember the way back. Everywhere the walls were lighted by the button-creatures but nowhere was there an entrance to the outside. Not that it would do them any good. They both realized that now. The night horrors would be out there everywhere, waiting for new victims.
“You said walking helped you to think,’ ‘she said dully. “Are you thinking?”
“Yes.”
“What about?”
He stopped, turned suddenly to face her. She was startled by a new perplexed look on his face.
“I’ve been thinking things over from the beginning,” Skeel said gruffly “You say you came out here to kill me. You’ve had plenty of chance.”
“But I didn’t, and you can’t understand it. There is a code, after all. I understand now what Commander Anders meant.” She spoke softly, almost to herself. They walked in silence for a minute then she added as an afterthought:
“You had your chance, too. Back there when I fainted—”
“Do you think,” Skeel almost snarled, “I’d fire an electro-beam here in the caves, where these light-creatures mean our very lives?”
“There are other ways” She looked steadily at him. “You might have opened all my oxygen tanks.”
“Didn’t think of it.” He turned his face away abruptly. “Quit bothering me, I’m still trying to think.”
“You can think later,” she was insistent. “Tell me one thing, Skeel. What made you turn killer? You once had the best record in the Patrol!”
“I’m still the best man in the Patrol!”
“No you’re not, Skeel.”
“Damn you, I—” He stopped.
Then in a voice scarcely audible: “I have a reason. I’ve never told my story to anyone.”
“You almost told Anders. I was in his office that day.”
“Anders is a fool!”
“I’d like you to tell me.” There was a way she said it, a certain tone in her voice that hinted of feeling. Perhaps even, of understanding.
HE was suddenly speaking, pouring out his story in a fierce rush, of words as if he wanted to finish before that awful throbbing pain came again.
“It was in the early days when the Mars mines were opening. Lawless, bloody days. The Patrol received news that a freighter was being looted just a few hours from Earth. We got out there fast—too fast. Sixteen of us. The pirates hadn’t yet left the drifting hulk. We walked into an ambush and there was nothing to do but
