like them dogs,
like them dogs, Jones. They scared me. I run when I seen 'em. I hid."
"When did you see them?"
"In port. Lots of times. I seen 'em in the street, and inside buildings. I seen 'em looking out of cars." He pointed to the ceiling. "They're up there now; I can tell."
"Listen, Joel. Go to Carboni's office; get the keys; the one you want is a big electrokey. Bring it here, as fast as you can."
"I'm scared, Jones."
"Hurry—before they come down below decks!"
Joel stepped back with a sob, turned, and ran. I clung to the bars and waited, listening to the feet that prowled the deck above.
* * *
The ship was deathly still except for the slap of water, the groan of structural members as the hull