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"What happened?" Elizabeth demanded as she came alongside the gurney.
"No idea," Carson replied. "Sheppard's team found this man on the planet. He appears to have been shot in the stomach and is unresponsive."
Elizabeth looked down at the man laying prone on the gurney. He had a clean, shaven face, brown hair and sideburns, and was wearing a suit and tie. Not classic attire for the Pegasus Galaxy.
"I need some scans done, he could have internal injuries," Carson demanded as they entered the infirmary. The nearby nurse rushed over, pulling a stethoscope from around her neck.
"There's something weird about this whole thing," John said as he caught up with them. "When we found him, there was one of those 1950's police telephone boxes next to him. I mean, one of the genuine ones from Earth. Real wood and all. Rodney tried to get in, but it was locked."
"Odd." Elizabeth frowned. "I think we should keep him isolated until we know more. He could be anything – including a Wraith spy."
"Oh my god." A gasp from the nurse drew their attention.
"He's got two hearts."
I'm going to upload whenever I feel like it, and don't be surprised if this gets discontinued. I promise that other chapters will be longer than this one!
