Atlantis: Bermuda Triangle

by Robert Doherty

  Dane didn’t turn. “Where are all the people?”

  “What people?”

  “From the ships and planes we saw in the graveyard? From Deeplab?”

  “On the other side,” Ariana said.

  “And what does that mean?” Dane asked.

  “We’ll have to go to Washington to see what Nagoya and Foreman have come up with,” Ariana said.

  Dane shook his head. “The answer isn’t in Washington. And this isn’t over. All we did was repeat history. We shut the gates but they’ll open up again. Next time, maybe we need to open the gates and take the war to the other side.”

  Ariana placed a hand on Dane’s shoulder. They stayed like that for a minute before she turned to go. “I’ll meet you at the helipad with Chelsea.”

  Dane heard her go down the stairs. He stared out over the ocean, but what he was really seeing was the tall Viking warrior standing in the prow of his ship, a large ax in his hand. He remembered the message etched into the side of the Scorpion.

  “You will be revenged,” Dane whispered, before following Ariana.

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