Harry；〃 Norman said。 〃And if you don't stop it； we'll all die。〃
The habitat shook again。 One of the ceiling heaters exploded； showering fragments of hot glass and wire。 〃e on； Harry。 。。。〃
〃No； no！〃
〃There's not much time。 You know you're doing it。〃
〃The habitat can't take much more； Norman；〃 Beth said。
〃It can't be me！〃
〃Yes； Harry。 Face it； Harry。 Face it now。〃
Even as he spoke； Norman was looking for the syringe。 He had left it somewhere in this room； but papers were sliding off the desktops； monitors crashing to the floor； chaos all around him。 。。。
The whole habitat rocked again； and there was a tremendous explosion from another cylinder。 New； rising alarms sounded； and a roaring vibration that Norman instantly recognized…water； under great pressure； rushing into the habitat。
〃Flooding in C！〃 Beth shouted； reading the consoles。 She ran down the corridor。 He heard the metal clang of bulkhead doors as she shut them。 The room was filled with salty mist。
Norman pushed Harry against the wall。 〃Harry！ Face it and stop it！〃
〃It can't be me； it can't be me；〃 Harry moaned。 Another jolting impact； staggering them。
〃It can't be me！〃 Harry cried。 〃It has nothing to do with me！〃
And then Harry screamed； and his body twisted； and Norman saw Beth withdraw the syringe from his shoulder； the needle tipped with blood。
＇＇291＇＇ 〃What are you doing？〃 Harry cried； but already his eyes were glassy and vacant。 He staggered at the next impact； fell drunkenly on his knees to the floor。 〃No；〃 he said softly。 〃No 。。。〃
And he collapsed； falling face…down on the carpet。 Immediately the wrenching of metal stopped。 The alarms stopped。 Everything became ominously silent； except for the soft gurg