Daniel Jackson ran to the ring with a notebook in his hand. "I was right! I was right!" he shouted excitedly when he was close enough to be heard by the three men working by the ring.
Rothman, observing and tapping the ring. Two European scientists: Doctor Radek Zelenka and his assistant. They had joined the team after the discovery of the ring. Sat on a case, they were watching the screen of the laptop the assistant had laid on his lap. The poor Zelenka was sweating under his cap, not quite a fan of the desert.
Rothman, Zelenka, the young man, and other coworkers nearby gave Daniel startled looks when they heard him. Rothman came closer to Jackson and the two Europeans. The other coworkers resumed their activities.
The man with the beard stood in silence for a moment, to catch his breath. "I was right," he repeated, more calm.
"About what?" Rothman asked.
"I translated the hieroglyphs on the cover stones." Daniel opened his notebook and turned the pages until he reached the one of interest. He read, "A million years into the sky is Ra, sun god, sealed and buried for all time. His stargate." Daniel lowered the notepad and smiled, thrilled. He stared expectantly at the three men. No reaction. "Don't you get it?" he asked, confused by their silence.
The three men shook their head, clueless. Jackson snorted, frustratred. He approached the ring. "This thing is a transportation device!" he exclaimed, face glowing and gesturing his hands towards it.
The other men exchanged looks and stared at Daniel as if he was crazy.
"See the constellations?" Daniel pointed to a few examples. "My guess is that seven are to be placed in a specific order to activate the ring and travel to another point in space. Aliens came to Earth thousands years ago and brought this device – Daniel pointed to it – Ra was probably their leader, that would explain why the name is mentioned. They made the Egyptians treat them like gods. Then, something happened. The aliens left Earth and abandoned the device. The Egyptians buried it, also to bury this troubled period."
While Jackson was excited, Rothman and Zelenka's assistant were very skeptical.
So was Zelenka at first before connecting the dots between his analysis of the artefact and Daniel's findings and theory. He stood up and observed the ring quickly before saying, serious, "Doctor Jackson, that would explain why the instruments didn't recognize the nature of this metal."
"And why the carbon-14 dating determined the stones were ten thousands years old," the youngest completed, less skeptical now.
Jackson grinned. The two European scientists seemed to embrace this extraordinary possibility.
"Wait, gentlemen," Rothman objected, making a stop gesture. "This is insane! Nobody's gonna believe us. They'll say there's a mistake in the measurements. And how can we prove this theory of transportation thing?"
Rothman glanced at the three men. His question only drew blank stares from Zelenka and his assistant.
"We already have coordinates for a destination," Jackson affirmed. No reaction from Rothman, Zelenka, and the other man. The archeologist turned pages on his notebook. He showed the inside to his colleagues. There was a picture of a cover stone taped to a page. A circular stone with a vertical sequence of seven symbols. Daniel placed his left index on a corner of the picture and said with a smile, "The constellations on the central cover stone!"
"Můj Bože..." Zelenka murmured.