)*&()^*&*&^*(*(*(^&...........(*))%$$#^&T%^*............... A soft buzzing could be heard in the radio of every marine as FATHER sent a tight wave, transmission to the Lieutenant's wrist computer, the message said<br/><br/>"FATHER reports....Weyland-Yutani Schematics Downloaded.....map of Lv-1875 Civilian Colony, "Jakie's Hope" now available for inspection via USMC Database accessible by officer's wrist born computer. Have a nice day!"<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>There were few hiding places outside the main building, with the garages empty it was very easy to see through their large windows, the door to the bar was left ajar, where as the door to the Mexican restaurant was closed tight. There was no movement other than the marines. From the outside the colony seemed totally deserted, after closing the distance with the building anyone listening in on the civilian radio band could hear a static choked transmission, the transmitter's voice was garbled, distorted, and impossible to understand it was as if who ever was transmitting either didn't know or didn't care that their dish was down.