Aiden sat in the darkness of the alcove, eyes closed as the enzyme coursed through his system, bringing him strength. He knew he couldn't remain here on Atlantis. They had heard the Good News and most of them had rejected it. Out there were millions of people, oppressed by Satan himself, and Atlantis was sitting idly, licking its wounds. He would
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"Stackhouse to Grodin," he said as he touched his radio. "You have to instantly lock the iris of the gate. Lieutenant Ford is trying to escape with a jumper."
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