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Rating: G
Thanks for the reviews, it's good to know that people are reading. More and more are also welcome( I'm going to try to keep up with this as often as I can, but we are in the middle of moving across country so I can't promise how soon it'll be. Hope you all like, and let me know, I'm trying to make it as cool as possible. And remember as I said before the best way to support your local author is to review them!
P.S. Any Stargate fans in Arizona?
Mysteries Unraveled
By Ans4Christ
"Are you sure you'll be okay here, sir?" Jonas asked as he checked his flashlight and got himself ready to start looking for the others.
"You mean because I'm stuck under a rock with no way to hide or defend myself if someone wanted to attack? Yeah no problem. I'm not the one who can't see straight. You sure you'll be okay?" After he had stood, Jonas had leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, obviously dizzy.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need to go slow. Besides we need to find out where we are and where the others are. I'm wondering if they're close because they were near you when we were on the surface. They could be a little up the way. I got to check it out."
"Go for it. But be careful. I don't want you falling down another hole or something, because in case you didn't notice I'm not much help."
Jonas grinned. He maneuvered his pack onto his shoulders wincing as he did. Grasping the flashlight he looked at his watch." I should be back in an few hours sir."
"Does it really matter if you're longer? It's not like I can go looking for you."
Jonas paused, "Good point. Well, either way I should be back by than and hopefully I will have found something."
"Take your time, I'll still be here."
Jonas pursed his lips," Try to get some rest if you can sir." Colonel O'Neill nodded. Jonas sighed and headed down the dark passageway in front of him. -
Darkness, coldness, and stinginess; that was all Jonas could feel or see as he continued through the passageways. It didn't change, one turn than another. He turned off into some side passageways in hope of finding something but there was nothing.
He didn't get it. Sam and Teal'c had been closer to Colonel O'Neill, they should be near here. Or at least there should be some sign of them however vague it might prove to be. The passageways continued, and continued, never changing or varying. It was as though this was some under ground labyrinth that he was stuck in and there was no way out. The walls remained blank, and everything appeared the same.
After about an hour Jonas began to notice two slight changes in his surroundings. One was the fact that it seemed to be getting darker, if that were even possible; the other, it seemed as though he were going downhill. It wasn't steep but it felt as if he were gradually descending lower, and lower. After a few moments however other changes became apparent. The passageways on the sides of him started to disappear, and then he noticed that the path began to narrow and become straighter. The gradualness of the descent changed and he began to feel himself being pulled forward by the heaviness of gravity behind him.
He found himself trying to slow down, as he was being pulled forward more and more. He put his good hand out to the side and tried to steady himself. But after awhile this was stopped working, as he was starting to slide forward. Then before him the path became completely steep similar to a super-slide at a theme park. Luckily Jonas was able to wedge his foot in a crevice in order to prevent himself from going any further. He picked up a small rock to see or hear rather, what was ahead of him. He rolled it down the slide-like path and listened as it rolled down. Jonas strained to hear it hit the bottom; after several seconds a faint blink was heard as it hit it's destination, and then Jonas thought he heard the sound of splashing water.
Jonas took a deep breath and looked behind him. There was no way he could go forward, it sounded like it led to a very bad dead-end: dead being the word. However, behind him didn't look much better. The steepness of where he was, was going to make it difficult to force himself up, plus the fact that he had gravity working against him. His head pounded, and he felt nausea trying to take him. But he tried to brush it all aside. This was not the time to not be feeling well. When he was on level ground, fine, but now the answer was no. Besides, he had the oddest feeling that any chance of SG- 1 getting out of this place alive was up to him. The prospect of that alone made him terrified.
He aimed his flashlight behind him trying to see if there was some way to climb up if necessary. It was just as straight and narrow. There were some places where he could probably set his footing in order to proceed back if he had too. But basically he had to walk straight back very carefully. Any slip or loss of balance and he would fall into- well he didn't want to think about that.
He readjusted his pack, which was a painful process because he had to do it with his bad wrist. He bit his tongue to avoid yelling out. Although it appeared no one was around there was no telling if that would cause some rocks to give way. Once his pain eased he took a deep breath and made a sure step forward. He swung himself forward and began to climb up. He didn't realize until that moment just how steep it was. He creeped up little by little, gravity weighing down on him, seeming to smother him. He still held the flashlight in his bad hand, trying to somehow govern where he was going.
He continued to move forward at a literal snail-pace. He paused for one moment to look behind him which he later realized was an unwise choice. From that position he was about to see how steep the path was and a lump of fear caught in his throat. His turned himself forward again but a little too quickly this time. He began to slide backwards, gravity pushing him even harder. He forced his feet to slow him and was able to grab on to a side crevice. Unfortunately his flashlight was not so lucky and glided past him, he listened as he heard it roll, then silence, then the loud sound of it hitting ground, and a definite splash a moment later.
Jonas swallowed hard. This was some situation to be in. He was stuck, his flashlight was gone, he couldn't see anything, and if he proceeded to try to climb out of this place and fell- well again he didn't want to think about it. He closed his eyes and pondered what to do. His mind raced with everything that he knew everyone he knew, and had known. One person came to mind more vividly then any other: Amy. Why he wasn't sure, but he remembered her and her faith. How strongly she believed in the power of prayer, and in the moving of God. He chuckled to himself. He had prayed once before and that had worked, but this was a different situation. Unless God was going to pick him up out of this particular situation, how of course he had no idea.
Jonas smiled. What could it hurt? "Well, God, as you can see I'm hanging around here. And I uh, well I'm not really sure if I can get out of this situation. So um, if you're listening, and want to sent any revelations my way. Maybe even a rope. Feel free. I um. Also don't want to send any pressure, but sometime soon would be nice." He paused and looked around. "Okay, so maybe you want to take your time about it." Jonas laid his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He felt dizziness upon him once again. This was not the best time. He tried to breathe deeply to relax himself and to prepare himself to more forward again. He couldn't just stay here.
He took a deep breath and crawled out onto the path again. This time he stood on all fours hoping to just pull himself up. He only made it a quarter of an inch. Something slid from beneath him and he felt himself sliding, faster and faster. He tried to reach out for something to slow him but this time nothing was available. He reached the steepest point and felt himself going even faster, like an amusement park ride. Then, there was nothing and he felt himself floating for a few seconds in air; then, he started falling.
P.S. Hope you like, still begging for reviews!
Rating: G
Thanks for the reviews, it's good to know that people are reading. More and more are also welcome( I'm going to try to keep up with this as often as I can, but we are in the middle of moving across country so I can't promise how soon it'll be. Hope you all like, and let me know, I'm trying to make it as cool as possible. And remember as I said before the best way to support your local author is to review them!
P.S. Any Stargate fans in Arizona?
Mysteries Unraveled
By Ans4Christ
"Are you sure you'll be okay here, sir?" Jonas asked as he checked his flashlight and got himself ready to start looking for the others.
"You mean because I'm stuck under a rock with no way to hide or defend myself if someone wanted to attack? Yeah no problem. I'm not the one who can't see straight. You sure you'll be okay?" After he had stood, Jonas had leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, obviously dizzy.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need to go slow. Besides we need to find out where we are and where the others are. I'm wondering if they're close because they were near you when we were on the surface. They could be a little up the way. I got to check it out."
"Go for it. But be careful. I don't want you falling down another hole or something, because in case you didn't notice I'm not much help."
Jonas grinned. He maneuvered his pack onto his shoulders wincing as he did. Grasping the flashlight he looked at his watch." I should be back in an few hours sir."
"Does it really matter if you're longer? It's not like I can go looking for you."
Jonas paused, "Good point. Well, either way I should be back by than and hopefully I will have found something."
"Take your time, I'll still be here."
Jonas pursed his lips," Try to get some rest if you can sir." Colonel O'Neill nodded. Jonas sighed and headed down the dark passageway in front of him. -
Darkness, coldness, and stinginess; that was all Jonas could feel or see as he continued through the passageways. It didn't change, one turn than another. He turned off into some side passageways in hope of finding something but there was nothing.
He didn't get it. Sam and Teal'c had been closer to Colonel O'Neill, they should be near here. Or at least there should be some sign of them however vague it might prove to be. The passageways continued, and continued, never changing or varying. It was as though this was some under ground labyrinth that he was stuck in and there was no way out. The walls remained blank, and everything appeared the same.
After about an hour Jonas began to notice two slight changes in his surroundings. One was the fact that it seemed to be getting darker, if that were even possible; the other, it seemed as though he were going downhill. It wasn't steep but it felt as if he were gradually descending lower, and lower. After a few moments however other changes became apparent. The passageways on the sides of him started to disappear, and then he noticed that the path began to narrow and become straighter. The gradualness of the descent changed and he began to feel himself being pulled forward by the heaviness of gravity behind him.
He found himself trying to slow down, as he was being pulled forward more and more. He put his good hand out to the side and tried to steady himself. But after awhile this was stopped working, as he was starting to slide forward. Then before him the path became completely steep similar to a super-slide at a theme park. Luckily Jonas was able to wedge his foot in a crevice in order to prevent himself from going any further. He picked up a small rock to see or hear rather, what was ahead of him. He rolled it down the slide-like path and listened as it rolled down. Jonas strained to hear it hit the bottom; after several seconds a faint blink was heard as it hit it's destination, and then Jonas thought he heard the sound of splashing water.
Jonas took a deep breath and looked behind him. There was no way he could go forward, it sounded like it led to a very bad dead-end: dead being the word. However, behind him didn't look much better. The steepness of where he was, was going to make it difficult to force himself up, plus the fact that he had gravity working against him. His head pounded, and he felt nausea trying to take him. But he tried to brush it all aside. This was not the time to not be feeling well. When he was on level ground, fine, but now the answer was no. Besides, he had the oddest feeling that any chance of SG- 1 getting out of this place alive was up to him. The prospect of that alone made him terrified.
He aimed his flashlight behind him trying to see if there was some way to climb up if necessary. It was just as straight and narrow. There were some places where he could probably set his footing in order to proceed back if he had too. But basically he had to walk straight back very carefully. Any slip or loss of balance and he would fall into- well he didn't want to think about that.
He readjusted his pack, which was a painful process because he had to do it with his bad wrist. He bit his tongue to avoid yelling out. Although it appeared no one was around there was no telling if that would cause some rocks to give way. Once his pain eased he took a deep breath and made a sure step forward. He swung himself forward and began to climb up. He didn't realize until that moment just how steep it was. He creeped up little by little, gravity weighing down on him, seeming to smother him. He still held the flashlight in his bad hand, trying to somehow govern where he was going.
He continued to move forward at a literal snail-pace. He paused for one moment to look behind him which he later realized was an unwise choice. From that position he was about to see how steep the path was and a lump of fear caught in his throat. His turned himself forward again but a little too quickly this time. He began to slide backwards, gravity pushing him even harder. He forced his feet to slow him and was able to grab on to a side crevice. Unfortunately his flashlight was not so lucky and glided past him, he listened as he heard it roll, then silence, then the loud sound of it hitting ground, and a definite splash a moment later.
Jonas swallowed hard. This was some situation to be in. He was stuck, his flashlight was gone, he couldn't see anything, and if he proceeded to try to climb out of this place and fell- well again he didn't want to think about it. He closed his eyes and pondered what to do. His mind raced with everything that he knew everyone he knew, and had known. One person came to mind more vividly then any other: Amy. Why he wasn't sure, but he remembered her and her faith. How strongly she believed in the power of prayer, and in the moving of God. He chuckled to himself. He had prayed once before and that had worked, but this was a different situation. Unless God was going to pick him up out of this particular situation, how of course he had no idea.
Jonas smiled. What could it hurt? "Well, God, as you can see I'm hanging around here. And I uh, well I'm not really sure if I can get out of this situation. So um, if you're listening, and want to sent any revelations my way. Maybe even a rope. Feel free. I um. Also don't want to send any pressure, but sometime soon would be nice." He paused and looked around. "Okay, so maybe you want to take your time about it." Jonas laid his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He felt dizziness upon him once again. This was not the best time. He tried to breathe deeply to relax himself and to prepare himself to more forward again. He couldn't just stay here.
He took a deep breath and crawled out onto the path again. This time he stood on all fours hoping to just pull himself up. He only made it a quarter of an inch. Something slid from beneath him and he felt himself sliding, faster and faster. He tried to reach out for something to slow him but this time nothing was available. He reached the steepest point and felt himself going even faster, like an amusement park ride. Then, there was nothing and he felt himself floating for a few seconds in air; then, he started falling.
P.S. Hope you like, still begging for reviews!