I felt that it was unfair putting up such a short chapter so I decided to do this one too. Please review!
Lorne opened his eyes and found himself alone. The Wraith had gone. The Major wasn't sure whether to be worried or pleased. He was also wet again, he was now sitting in a pool of water.
'I must have passed out or something', he thought. It dawned on him that the water must have spread right across the floor from the puddle he had first seen on arrival.
'How long was I out?' He said to himself, knowing that at the rate the water had been leaking from the pipe, it would have taken hours to reach him.
He then noticed, with some concern, a new sound had joined the hissing of the steam and gurgle of the pipes. Through the darkness, he could hear trickling water, a sound that definitely hadn't been there before. Another pipe was leaking, and Lorne had a sudden feeling that it wasn't an accident, just as the Wraith walked back into the room.
"Hey, Gordon." Lorne said as cheerfully as he could. The Wraith grunted at him. "You by any chance noticed the wet stuff creepin' across the floor?" Gordon looked at him and slowly started to grin.
'Now that's somewhat unsettling', Lorne thought. 'Never seen a Wraith that happy.' The Wraith glanced at the water.
"Very observant of you…Lorne." It spat the last word.
"Oh, well, thank you." Lorne replied sarcastically. "So, you gonna do anything about it or are you just gonna let this place…" Lorne's eyes widened and a look of realisation crossed his face. "…flood?" The Wraith looked at him.
"That's your plan, ain't it Gordon? Flood the room. Bit of an extreme way to kill me, ain't it, when you can just reach over and suck the life outta me with your hands…"
"The water is all part of the plan." The Wraith said, menacingly.
"Plan. Right. That would be….?" The Major replied. The Wraith said nothing. Instead, it disappeared out of sight for a few moments, before returning and walking towards Lorne with something in it's hand. As it neared, Lorne realised that the object belonged to him. It was his handgun.
"You uh, you might wanna be a little bit careful with that, Gordon." Lorne said nervously. The Wraith stopped a few feet from his feet, stared at him for a few seconds, and cocked the gun. It then pointed the weapon at Lorne's head. Lorne closed his eyes, and a shot rang out through the room.