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- They walked for a time, then Max halted the group. His eyes squinted into the shadows ahead. Finally, he raised his flashlight just as a Predator emerged from the darkness. "Move!" Sebastian cried.
- Everyone scattered-everyone but Max Stafford, who dropped to one knee directly in the path of the creature and opened up with his machine gun. In the narrow, confined space the noise was deafening, the bursts blinding. This time Lex averted her eyes to preserve her night vision, and Sebastian despite the exploding chaos, managed to spot the Predator's thick-muscled arm as it materialized out of thin air.
- In the half-second that the arm was visible, Sebastian observed a device shaped like an abstract sculpture of a turtle shell strapped to the monster's wrist. Max Stafford, blinded by his own muzzle blast, never saw the creature's arm or the unusual device on his wrist. All Max saw was a metallic net hurtling at his face. The steel mesh struck him before he had a chance to react. It met his body with such force that he was catapulted backwards. The machine gun flew from his hands as Stafford struggled against the steel cocoon that enveloped him. But the more he fought, the tighter the net became. He tumbled to the ground and thrashed there, helpless as a caught fish. Like razors, the steel threads bit into his clothing then his flesh. Stafford's cries of naked torment cut Weyland like a knife. With a moan of agony that mirrored Stafford's, he dropped to his knees at Max's side and clawed at the metal web.
- "We'll get you out of there!"
- The piercing threads lacerated Weyland's hands until they were slippery with blood. Yet he would not give up. The cocoon tightened, and Max's howls intensified as the mesh chewed deeper into muscle and bone. "Back off!" Sebastian cried.
- He grabbed Weyland's shoulders and dragged the man away from the sight. Then Sebastian drew his survival knife and cut the net-or tried to. But the thread literally severed the knife, and its broken titanium steel blade rattled to the floor.-Chpt.23 pgs.191-192
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