There wasnapos;t much Jack Oapos;Neill remembered. He remembered Anubisapos; ships in orbit and Daniel threatening to look into the ancient database and, with no other choice, sticking his own head in that thing instead. Then things were a bit fuzzy. There was something about taking a cargo ship and Antarctica, but they were more like notions than memory.
He groaned, hand coming to his face as light streamed into the window of the cabin. He was fairly certain he wasnapos;t at home - his bed was more comfortable than this - and the SGC was located under a giante mountain. He took a moment before opening his eyes and staired up at the exposed wooden plants of the cabin ceiling. Okay.... Jack sat up, reaching for his P-90, but finding nothing. He glanced around the bed, then the room before reaching for his side arm which was also missing. Not good.
Jack was up quickly and checking what he did have. He still had his combat vest, but all the C4 and supplies were gone except his combat knife. With a looming sense of dread, Jack took a moment to look around the cabin. Clothes, money, and food. Out of the window he could see a field. The thought that maybe SG-1 was offworld and heapos;d just had some really strong drink the night before crossed his mind, but the lack of his weapons concerned him.
Cautiously, Jack pulled open the door of the cabin and stepped out. The place looked similar to a lot of planets heapos;d visited, but he couldnapos;t place this one in particular. He decided to go for a little walk.
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