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a face to face encounter with a creature, and I had misgivings about the so-called tranquilizers and trap blankets. At the moment I wasn't sure there was anything that would hold that thing. In my book, Kendall's plan was tenuous at best. |
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"Since we now believe we're dealing with something that is essentially constructed of a plasma base, entirely different than anything we've ever experienced, we're not going to take any chances. The minute we knock it down we're going to douse it with gasoline and put a torch to it." |
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There was another nervous exchange of glances. |
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Jake was more to the point. "I'd feel a lot better about this scheme of yours, Kendall, if we knew where the damn things were." |
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"Or how many of them we have to contend with," I added. |
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Kendall was implacable. "Look, we've got to do something. We can't just sit here and let those things pick us off one by one. The only thing we know for certain is that conventional means won't do the job, so let's use that knowledge to our advantage. Let's play our hunch and go straight for the big heat." |
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Madden was nodding. "I agree with Kendall. We can't just wait for those damn things to make their next move. We'll be sittin' ducks if we do." |
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