"The Slumbering Place in the Stars" by Jennghis Khan (R)

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Rec Category: Gen

Pairings: None
Category: Action/Adventure, Gen, Horror, Team
Warning: Violence
Author on LJ: surrealphantast
Author's Website: mind-rot.net/ - Link currently not working: SG1 Fic Tag
Link: The Slumbering Place in the Stars

Why This Must be Read:

This fic has such wonderful spine tingling atmosphere throughout, it's definitely unnerving in places and hits all the right horror story notes, as it pulls you in to a beautifully crafted tale of suspense and mystery - oh and did I mention the very squirm worthy climax?

The team interaction is a fantastic thing to behold, Jenn always manages to nail their relationships and character quirks in every fic she writes.

Written for the spook_me ficathon, surrealphantast takes the team through the gate to a world where things are not quite right, and something stirs within the fog that shouldn't be real.

This is an immersive fic, you won't be able to stop reading!

A Teeny Extract

The room was amazingly clear of dust. The furniture was old and the walls were stained, but the general state of the room was neat and clean. A simple bed, a desk and a table with a washing basin lined the walls.

They plunked their packs down on the floor, and Jack sat heavily in the desk chair with a hard exhalation. “I gave up retirement for this,” he muttered, pulling his cap off to run his fingers through his short brown hair.

“Tanner seemed very worried about this place,” Daniel said, glancing around the room. “Even for a Tok’ra.”

Sam sank down to sit on the bed, wrists resting on the butt of her rifle.“I thought he was already here in the town when you got the message from him, Daniel.”

Daniel glanced warily at her. “So did I.”

“Do you think he could be in trouble?” Teal’c asked.

Daniel shrugged. “Maybe he had to leave suddenly.”

Jack leaned down, elbows on knees, and peered up at Daniel. “Then why not leave a message? He’s here. Maybe he’s drunk in a bar somewhere.”

Daniel shot him a look that said not bloody likely.

“O’Neill.” Teal’c’s voice was quiet and serious. He stood at the window looking out.

Jack got up immediately and went to him, followed by Sam and Daniel. Thew window overlooked the small courtyard in the center of town. As they looked down, several of the townspeople stood below staring up.

Jack narrowed his eyes, waiting, but the people didn’t move. They stood there, faces shadowed, heads tilted up toward the window.

Jack waved at them, but they didn’t react.

“Well,” he said. “Now I’m really creeped out.”