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PAGE 11

Vampires of Space
by [?]

I nodded, and followed his instructions as swiftly as possible. The two containers were heavy, but I adjusted their ropes across my shoulders so that my left hand had easy access to the valve of the air flask, and the water container was under my right arm where I could have the full use of the hose.

“Let me go first, sir,” breathed Hendricks as we stood again in the air-lock, and the door turned out of its threaded seat and swung open. “Keep your eyes on me, and do as I do!”

* * * * *

He ran heavily out of the ship, his burdens lurching. I saw him turn the pet-cock of the air flask, and I did likewise. A fine, powerful spray shot from the nozzle of the tube in my right hand, and I whirled around to face the ship.

Several of the things were detaching themselves from the ship, and instinctively, I turned the spray upon them. Hendricks, I could see out of the corner of my eye, did likewise. And now a most amazing thing happened.

The spray seemed to dissolve the crescent-shaped creatures; where it hit, ragged holes appeared. A terrible hissing, crackling sound came to my ears, even through the muffling mask I wore.

“It works! It works!” Hendricks was crying over and over, hardly aware, in his excitement, that he was wearing a menore. “We’re saved!”

I put down three of the things in as many seconds. The central nucleus, in the thickest portion of the crescent, was always the last to go, and it seemed to explode in a little shower of crackling sparks. Hendricks accounted for four in the same length of time.

“Keep back, sir!” he ordered in a sort of happy delirium. “Let them come to us! We’ll get them as they come. And they’ll come, all right! Look at them! Look at them! Quick, sir!”

The things showed no fear, no intelligence. But one by one they sensed the nearness of the copper helmets we wore, and detached themselves from the ship. They moved like red tongues of flame upon the fat sides of the Ertak; crawling, uneasy flames, releasing themselves swiftly, one after the other.

* * * * *

Our sprays met them in mid-air, and they dissolved like mist, one after the other…. I directed my death-dealing spray with a grim delight, and as each glowing heart crackled and exploded, I chuckled to myself.

The sweat was running down my face; I was shaking with excitement One side of the ship was already cleared of the things; they were slipping over the top now, one or two at a time, and as rapidly as they came, we wiped them out.

At last there came a period in which there were none of the things in sight; none coming over the top of the sorely tried ship.

“Stay here and watch, Hendricks,” I ordered. “I’ll look on the other side. I believe we’ve got them all!”

I hurried, as best I could, around to the other side of the Ertak. Her hull was pitted and corroded, but there was no other evidence of the crescent-shaped things which had so nearly brought about the ship’s untimely, ghastly end.

“Hendricks!” I emanated happily. “‘Nothing Less Than Complete Success!’ And that’s ours right now! They’re gone–all of them!”

I slipped the contrivances from my shoulders and ran back to the other side of the ship. Hendricks was executing some weird sort of dance, patting the containers, swinging them wildly about his body, with an understandable fondness.

“Come inside, you idiot,” I suggested, “and tell us how you did it. And see how it feels to be a hero!”