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Marshall shrugged his shoulders. He was about to ask something else but Betty broke in: "I canтАЩt help
the feeling," she said in a low but rather excited voice, "that thereтАЩs a third type of individual in the vicinity.
Somewhere over thereтАж" She waved her hand across a wide area of the wall.

Bell perked up at once. "Marshall?"

Marshall shook his head. "No, I donтАЩt notice a thing. But donтАЩt let that bother you: Betty has always
been a better telepath than I."

Bell crawled to the place Betty had pointed out. Warily he raised his hand to tap against the wall. His
first try already caused him to shrink away with an outcry.

His hand had found almost no resistance. It sounded as if he had torn tissue paper when he made a hole.
"This way!" Bell panted. "This is where it goes on!"

He hit other areas of the wall with the same result. Wherever he touched it, he ripped it apart and it was
easy to pull the edges of the tear open. In less than a minute he made a hole big enough for a man to pass
through.

He inquired suspiciously: "Marshall, didnтАЩt you notice anything yet?"

Marshall answered in the negative.

"Strange, extremely strange," Bell murmured.

They crawled through the opening in the wall and entered a room which looked exactly like the one they
had just leftтАФwith one small exception.

They noticed the small detail only after they had repeatedly inspected the room by the light of their
helmet lamps. It was no more than a slight roughness in the rear of the room.

"I believe thatтАЩs where it comes from," Betty said a little uncertainly.

Marshall focused on it. "Yes, sheтАЩs right. I can feel it too It resembles the bad dream of a sleeper."

Bell crawled toward the slight mound.

After his experience with the wall it was simple for him to remove the floor covering. Bell impatiently
ripped it off with his sturdy gloves.

At first he exposed a piece of grey leather-like material. Remnants of a once silvery cover were attached
to some portions of it; this was the first sign which fascinated his imagination.

With a few quick rips he unearthed what resembled a human torso.

One more tugтАФand a head became visible. The head was inside a space helmet. The faceplate was a bit
turbid but the likeness of the man was easily recognized.
It was IvanovichтАЩs face.

Bell heard gasps of surprise behind him. A few seconds later he had also laid bare the head of Ivan the