they come out in a chamber some forty feet in height and dominated by an enormous pump. alien gunk covers everything.
columns of fire jet from fissures and openings inside the pump chamber, rippling across the adult queen alien and her hapless victims. she begins to scream, flailing around atop her metal throne.
the alien numbers on the predator self-destruct readout inexorably count down.
the third row of digits on the alien destruct mechanism disappear. time's running out. fast.
bleep! there's only one set of digits left on the destruct device's display counter.
the last segment of the destruct mechanism's display disappears. we hear a