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If you do not do things for yourself it will not work, that was something that Mckay had become his motto of life. There he was walking, alone and bored by the long dark corridors of Atlantis, well, it was good to do it alone, without those awkward voices asking Why? How? When? Where? They were all a group of inepts, God, how did they get to this expedition? No one had been able to overshadow his great intelligence, obviously as long as Carter was not at the base of Atlantis, nor was he on Earth, since his intellects did not surpass each other, but if they approached.

Although Zelenka had offered to help him, but after he had broken his wrist by falling from the stairs of the control room, it certainly was the same, Radek was the only soul that exceeded everyone's general IQ at the base and was approaching In certain numbers to his big brain, almost there, but not enough to support him in these repairs, and less, if he was not even able to load the Tablet data or some cables.

Those were great bullshit, but the damn water thermoregulator in the showers at Atlantis had decided to start giving trouble, well, even though they were 10,000 inactive years, they could not stand another 100 years? And everyone had begun to complain about the temperature of the water in the morning, even the same one, sometimes grunting about it, sometimes very cold and someone would someday end up with an ice core stuck in an eye, or without skin, In any case, it was so hot, as to disinfect the entire infirmary of Carson with a bucket of water.
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There was the idiot, certainly that day was going to be the big day, he had planned this for almost a year, but it was so difficult, although it was true that Mckay in his depressive moments decided to be alone, was not far enough, His place of destination, was always close to something not very populated, but there were people. He had always sent his group of scientists to make repairs, the good thing was that he had offered to go alone, at times he understood that imbecile, being alone, with no one to flood the space of noisy and annoying whispers and buzzing, was the only thing Which Rodney Mckay had in common. The repairs that had been made were not only for a technical purpose but also for a logistical purpose to carry out their task, and that place which he had studied with precise infrastructure for the event, If it were by chance of fate today was the chosen, towards there was directed, his prey, his victim so also, his captor.