Carson walked careful through the corridor, the container held out in front of him. His heart was practically thudding in his ears, but he couldn't let himself be distracted. He needed to reach the bomb squad and pass this off, so they could get it to where they could safely dispose of the bloody thing.
Taking a deep breath, he looked up the corridor, where he saw the squad waiting. Just a few more steps. One...two...three... Steady there, Carson. Rodney will never let you live this down...
When he reached the squad, he carefully handed off the container and let out a deep breath before turning around and walking away. However, just as he put his hand up to activate his headset, there was a bright flash of light all around him along with heat that seemed to penetrate his skin.
And the next thing, he knew he was face down on the ground. But not the floor in Atlantis. There were grasses and bushes around him. And when he turned over to look up at the sky, letting out a soft groan, he saw a sun overhead.
The tumor must have exploded. Was this heaven?
But then he heard someone yelling, saying the had a gun. Rodney? Oh dear lord, had he been caught in the explosion? Was he dead too?
Getting up, he pushed his way out of the bushes. "Rodney, it's me! Don't shoot!" Frowning, he stared at his friend before looking down to see he was in the clothes he had been wearing. "If this is heaven, why do you have a gun? Aren't we supposed to be in white robes?"