SUCH THINGS AS DREAMS ARE MADE OF
"Teal'c! Carter! Daniel! Where the hell are ya?" Jack had given the order to fan out when strange noises seemed to exude from the forest below. He had gone to the left, where the trees began. The others should have been close by. However, the longer he walked in these trees, the darker and foggier it got. He could no longer see or hear his team. Evidently they couldn't hear him either, because they didn't answer his cries. It must have been at least a half an hour by now, and Jack was getting nervous. What's more, this darkness seemed more and more like dancing shadows, and the fog like misty figures in the moonlight. But wasn't it day time when they gated to this planet? Where did the moon come from? Maybe he'd lost track of the time? He looked at his watch, and could tell it wasn't working. On closer inspection he discovered the same was true for all of his instruments, including compass and radio.
"Great, what is this, the Twilight Zone?"
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Daniel happened upon some ruins full of old glyphs, pictures and statues. He eagerly strides towards the ruins, checking himself before reaching them. "I should find the others first. " At the moment there was only one person he really wanted to talk to. That was Sam. She would be excited about his find, whereas Teal'c would merely respond mechanically, and Jack, well, let's just say he'd be very happy if for once he didn't have to hear Jack's voice during this mission. He could go play soldier and scout the perimeter all day so that some real archaeology could happen this time.
"Sam, you copy?" How he hated these dang radios. Why couldn't he just talk to Sam face to face?
"Uh, yeah, right here Daniel." He swung around and faced Sam.
"Oh, hi there. Didn't realize you were behind me. "
"Yeah a person can really get lost in this mist. It seems better here though. Say, the Colonel is still sweeping the perimeter with Teal'c. You know how sounds get to him and he won't let up the guard till we leave."
"Sweet. Then let's get to work on this" he said waving his arm in a general circle describing the ruins. He winced a little saying this. He really wanted to work on this himself. It had been so long since he'd been left to the peace of translating alone.
"Sorry, Daniel. I found some sort of device down there a ways, and I'm aching to find out what it is. I'll just be over there" she said pointing towards an alcove a few hundred yards off.
"Okay, then! Happy deciphering to you!" Wow, this mission was just getting better and better.
Back at the SG-C…..
"Okay people, SG-1 has failed to report back for their radio transmission. It's been 48 hours. This could mean any number of things. As I'm sure you're aware, some of them not very nice. Prepare for the worst, and hope for the best, folks. SG-2, you have a go. Bring them back home." General Hammond said curtly as he gave the all too familiar send-off. The last time SG-2 was on the same planet as Sg-1, Kowalski was in command, he thought sadly.
"I've got get out of these damn woods" Jack thought as he crashed through the undergrowth. He'd been going on like this for what seemed like hours. Finally he came to the edge of the forest. He started picking up some chatter on his radio: "...retrieve...back...crackle...SG-2..." Then it went to white noise.
"Damn! Sg-2 do you copy?" Nothing.
"Jack?" A familiar voice sounded to his right. Jack turned to face the voice, that voice he couldn't have heard, that voice that belonged to someone who couldn't be here.
"Kowalski?"