Jack didn't know much about the inside of a Goa'uld mother-ship--especially this unfamiliar, smaller version. But he did know how to move between levels. He had already ascended two floors before the alarm went off, announcing the discovery of his escape.
The two Jaffa he'd locked in his cell would be counting their good fortune just now; Jack had made quite a mess of their comrades at the guard-station.
Jaffa were hard to kill.
The image of Teal'c facing Klorel across the front of Apophis' throne surged to his awareness.
Donât even go there! he thought.
He had to act without hesitation, to shoot any Jaffa that so much as saw him.
He hated killing good men.
Where am I going? Sam's...alive somewhere. Don't worry, you'll find her. How to get off--she'll be looking for transport rings. The paltak? No, there must be others. Daniel...
No. You can't leave till the ship stops anyway; forget Daniel for now. Focus on Earth. You have to get Margaret. If it isn't too late...
The sanctum. Klorel is probably there most of the time. Margaret's probably with him.
He continued upward, toward the pyramid's apex, where he knew he would find the courtyard of the execution.
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