When Alexa and another on-duty nurse - Adam - brought Janet through to the infirmary and placed her on a vacant bed, they didn't notice the empty bed, with undone straps and bloodstained covers. They were too busy attending to Janet to think anything of it. They were only disrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps approaching. Alexa looked around to see Daniel dashing in, followed by the General.

"Where is he?" asked Hammond, worried. Daniel stopped short of the bed and looked around hastily, before spotting Alexa and Adam.

"Alexa!" he said, a little out of breath, "have you seen Colonel O'Neill?"

Alexa looked confused. "No, sorry," she answered simply. She hadn't heard anything about what had happened. "Are you okay, Daniel?" Daniel didn't answer. He had spotted the blood on the bed and was following a faint trail across the floor. He left the infirmary in a hurry. Hammond stayed behind, a look of concern on his face for the woman lying on the bed.

"What happened?" he asked. Adam answered.

"We're not sure, sir. She has a broken arm, a concussion and possibly a broken rib, but we can't be sure just yet. We have no idea what happened." Hammond sighed and took the opportunity to fill them in.

***

The thoughts and feelings that went through Daniel's mind were a mixture of concern for Jack, and worry for whoever he might have found. The corridors seemed somewhat darker to him than usual, and in his mind he found himself wondering where the blood had come from. He hadn't noticed any open wounds on Jack when they had spoken. It suddenly struck him that he could very possibly have seriously attacked someone. Someone who had made the mistake he almost did of letting Jack out of his restraints. He continued, picking up speed as he moved hastily towards the Gate room.

Daniel ran into the deserted room, the cold stone floor nipping at his bare feet. He looked up towards the control room. Catching sight of Sam he continued towards the door to join her, but was stopped by the door suddenly closing. He tried to run out of the room but was too late, and ran into the door. The control pad to open the door wouldn't respond. Daniel ran back and looked up at Sam. She was doing something at the computer and didn't see him. He stepped further back and waved his arms up, yelling, "Sam!" Sam looked through the window and saw him. Her face held a blank expression for a few seconds, before she looked back down at whatever she was doing. Daniel waved again. "Sam!" he tried again, "the door's closed!" Sam looked up again, straight at Daniel and he pointed towards the locked door. Sam looked at the direction in which Daniel was pointing. She moved across to another control panel and entered a command. She then leaned across to the window and watched Daniel.

Daniel had walked over to the door in anticipation of its opening, but nothing happened. He looked up, once again, at Sam. She was watching him with a sinister smirk slowly spreading across her face. Daniel lifted his arms up in question at her, before suddenly finding himself short of breath. His throat went dry and his lungs felt as though they were on fire. He ran to the door that he had come through, only to find it had also been firmly shut. Daniel clenched his fists and fell to the floor, gasping for oxygen that wasn't there. He led on his side, his whole body seizing up as he fought for air. His face turned a pale blue colour, seemingly dark against the bleached white scrubs he wore. In his pain and desperation he took a final look up at the control room, hoping for a chance. The last thing he saw was a satisfied look on Sam's face, before the pain became too intense, his eyes lost focus, and blackness engulfed him.