I had a beginning to this story, the’ museum chapter’ in which JJ and his school pals went to the Museum of Natural History, had a good time, met a Goa’uld named Cleoph....and things went downhill from there, the end result being that dear old Cleoph set a bomb off, injuring and killing a whole load of kids.

It was a good story, albeit very traumatic. Unfortunately the data on my hard drive got corrupted. Snif.

I couldn’t face doing the museum piece all over again, so I leave that to your imagination.

I’m sure you can handle it - right?