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Cheyenne Mountain:
Two airmen pushed a cart towards the freight elevator. They had been confined to the base for several days and were eagerly looking forward to getting out as soon as they finished the task of disposing of some unneeded equipment.
"Man, it sure has been a weird couple of days around here," Haywood said.
"You can say that again. I thought they'd never get the computer systems back on line," Stevens said.
"What was up with that anyway?" Haywood asked.
"The computers were all flashing some nonsense message, so General Hammond ordered the computer guys to pull the plug on the whole system and reboot everything," Stevens said.
"Oh, makes sense," Haywood said. "Anyhoo, are our visitors still here? I don't care what anyone says, they make me nervous."
"Jacob Carter left today. I heard General Hammond wanted him to stick around, but I don't blame him for taking off. It's gotta be hard on him, seeing his daughter's body walking around with someone else's mind inside," Stevens said.
"I still can't get over hearing that goa'uld voice coming out of Major Carter's mouth," Haywood said.
"Tok'ra, not goa'uld," corrected Stevens.
"Whatever," Haywood said. "A snake's a snake in my opinion."
"You sound like Colonel O'Neill," Stevens said.
"Yeah. Speaking of O'Neill, it took some cojones to hit his own 2IC twice with a zat gun," Haywood said, shaking his head. "I don't know if I coulda done that."
"Me neither, I guess that's why they pay him the big bucks," Stevens quipped. "Too bad Doc Frazer couldn't revive her. Of course, it was good luck for that symbiote who needed a host."
"I'd hate to be trapped in my own head like that," Haywood said.
"That's just it, Major Carter isn't trapped anywhere, her consciousness was completely gone when they performed the blending," Stevens pointed out. "If the symbiote hadn't taken over, her body would have died."
"True," Haywood said. "The whole thing still creeps me out."
"Yeah, me too," Stevens admitted.
The elevator reached the bottom level of the Cheyenne Mountain complex. The airmen wheeled the computer, monitor still attached, to a storage room on level 45.
"What's so special about this computer? Why are they keeping it around?" Haywood asked.
"Supposedly for research. It was Major Carter's personal computer. They couldn't turn it off like the other ones because she equipped it with a special naquadria enhanced power supply. That's why we're putting it in storage instead of tossing it out," Stevens replied as he set the computer on the floor behind a stack of boxes.
"Naquadria enhanced?" Haywood said.
"Yeah, it's designed to run forever," Stevens said. "Doesn't matter though. Once something gets put down here, it never comes back out. It's like the black hole of Cheyenne Mountain."
The two men turned off the light and shut the door behind them.
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The base had been abandoned for so long only a few scholars remembered that it had ever existed.
Deep inside the mountain, in a dark room filled with forgotten artifacts, a computer screen flashed the urgent message it had displayed non-stop for centuries: I AM HERE! I AM HERE! I AM HERE!
The End.
Cheyenne Mountain:
Two airmen pushed a cart towards the freight elevator. They had been confined to the base for several days and were eagerly looking forward to getting out as soon as they finished the task of disposing of some unneeded equipment.
"Man, it sure has been a weird couple of days around here," Haywood said.
"You can say that again. I thought they'd never get the computer systems back on line," Stevens said.
"What was up with that anyway?" Haywood asked.
"The computers were all flashing some nonsense message, so General Hammond ordered the computer guys to pull the plug on the whole system and reboot everything," Stevens said.
"Oh, makes sense," Haywood said. "Anyhoo, are our visitors still here? I don't care what anyone says, they make me nervous."
"Jacob Carter left today. I heard General Hammond wanted him to stick around, but I don't blame him for taking off. It's gotta be hard on him, seeing his daughter's body walking around with someone else's mind inside," Stevens said.
"I still can't get over hearing that goa'uld voice coming out of Major Carter's mouth," Haywood said.
"Tok'ra, not goa'uld," corrected Stevens.
"Whatever," Haywood said. "A snake's a snake in my opinion."
"You sound like Colonel O'Neill," Stevens said.
"Yeah. Speaking of O'Neill, it took some cojones to hit his own 2IC twice with a zat gun," Haywood said, shaking his head. "I don't know if I coulda done that."
"Me neither, I guess that's why they pay him the big bucks," Stevens quipped. "Too bad Doc Frazer couldn't revive her. Of course, it was good luck for that symbiote who needed a host."
"I'd hate to be trapped in my own head like that," Haywood said.
"That's just it, Major Carter isn't trapped anywhere, her consciousness was completely gone when they performed the blending," Stevens pointed out. "If the symbiote hadn't taken over, her body would have died."
"True," Haywood said. "The whole thing still creeps me out."
"Yeah, me too," Stevens admitted.
The elevator reached the bottom level of the Cheyenne Mountain complex. The airmen wheeled the computer, monitor still attached, to a storage room on level 45.
"What's so special about this computer? Why are they keeping it around?" Haywood asked.
"Supposedly for research. It was Major Carter's personal computer. They couldn't turn it off like the other ones because she equipped it with a special naquadria enhanced power supply. That's why we're putting it in storage instead of tossing it out," Stevens replied as he set the computer on the floor behind a stack of boxes.
"Naquadria enhanced?" Haywood said.
"Yeah, it's designed to run forever," Stevens said. "Doesn't matter though. Once something gets put down here, it never comes back out. It's like the black hole of Cheyenne Mountain."
The two men turned off the light and shut the door behind them.
*********************************
The base had been abandoned for so long only a few scholars remembered that it had ever existed.
Deep inside the mountain, in a dark room filled with forgotten artifacts, a computer screen flashed the urgent message it had displayed non-stop for centuries: I AM HERE! I AM HERE! I AM HERE!
The End.