Assault on Atlantis

CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

“I can’t give you anything,” Dane said. He stepped back from the golden globe and reluctantly looked around the chamber. Everyone was dead. The crew of the Nautilus had gone above and beyond the call of duty to an extent none of them could have ever imagined.

“We’ve got the ozone!” Earhart yelled, causing Dane to reach up and pull the headset away from his ears. “Let’s head back to your time line.”

“We don’t have the power.” Dane stepped back into the Valkyrie suit and headed up. As he passed the control room, Earhart was waiting, also in her suit. She followed him up the tube to the upper half. The panels were folded in, and even inside the suit, Dane could feel an air of electricity filling the compartment. He continued upward toward the top of the sphere. The Naga staff was still in the keyhole, and he turned it. The top parted and Dane stopped it when there was enough room to exit. He went out, onto the top of the sphere. They were floating in water, only the top sixth of the sphere above the surface.

“What now?” Earhart asked. “We have the ozone.”

“Wait,” Dane said.

“For?”

“Just wait. We have to trust that the others have done their duty.”