Authentic Science Fiction, December 1951 — page 70: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER EIGHT Sentence It’s not as though Reina is the kind of girl who will scream at seeing a mouse or an earwig—even if such things existed on the Moon. When Reina screams, you can pietty well be sure it’s something more serious than attention-getting. And you've a pretty good idea of what it is in this case. You can hear Atah calling to you over the radio, telling you to be more careful, not to take such leaps, not to take such chances. You know they are all coming down after you, ignoring the air-lock for now. But this is one time when you don’t want Atah’s advice, one time when you’re not going to take it. You guess he’ll understand. All the while you are clambering over the rocky ledges, with criminal disregard for the space suit’s safety, there is one dominant thought in your mind. Reina’s voice came over the radio, must have come through the mike in her space helmet. Could she have been wearing it? No. Not when she’d been told to stay in the dome and watch the electrolysis gear. In that case, her head must have been near the helmet when she screamed. And you can remember quite clearly seeing her helmet lying on her bunk... . You reach the plain a long way ahead of the others and streak across-it towards the dome. You curse strongly as you wrestle with the valves on the air-lock, wrenching the door open and jumping inside. Almost before it’s safe to do so, you swing back the inner door. It’s almost all you can do to close it behind you so that the others can get in. Then you turn to face the scene in the dome. © You don’t face it very long. Just long enough to take in the situation, to see Reina standing by her bunk: with a saucepan in her hand, to see Schnabel facing her and about 68 comicbooks.com