Chapter 5
"Ooops"
Sam registered what she saw only too late. As she opened the jam-packed cupboard, a whole heap of junk toppled out onto her. She felt her knees buckle under the weight and before she knew it, she was lying on the floor. O'Neill heard the commotion and hurried over, picking up his friend. Sam got up, plucked off a piece of string that was annoyingly fastened around her head. As they observed the mess in front of them, they burst out laughing. An assorted bunch of stuffed toys lay on the floor at their feet. They realised that laughing in the middle of a very important mission was a big no-no, but this was an exception.
"OK," said O'Neill, tears of laughter still leaking out his eyes, "Do you wanna tell me what the hell going on?"
Sam, still giggling a little, shook her head. "I have no idea what's going on."
The Colonel and Sam continued on, looking suspiciously at another corridor. Glancing at each other, they crept down it, soon coming to another room. Slowly they peeked around the corner and entered.
Then, Sam gagged. O'Neill looked at her, worried. What was wrong? What the hell was wrong with her?
I am so sorry about the short chapters! Although, I can post chapters more quickly this way.