"Dr. Bailey." Daniel tried to keep the panic out of his voice.
The other man turned around, anger in his eyes. "I made the discovery!" he shouted. "You won't take the credit this time, Daniel!" he laughed a little and began tugging at the lid again.
Daniel rushed forward to pull Bailey away, but he was too late: a grinding noise could be heard as the two halves of the sarcophagus lid opened. Bailey fell away as the lid came free, and a low rumbling could be heard, as though the temple itself was groaning. A light shower of dust was falling, and Daniel looked around to see what opening the sarcophagus had triggered. Bailey also looked around from his spot on the ground; frightened, he jumped to his feet and made a run for it.
"No!" Daniel shouted. "Wait!"
Daniel chased after him, but as soon as Bailey stepped into the passageway, an energy barrier went up. Daniel hit it full force and rebounded, being thrown to the hard ground.
***
As Jack sat next to the embers of the camp fire, he could hear something. The sand was shifting all around him – not enough to cause any great disturbance, but enough to be noticeable. In moments, Sam and Teal'c emerged from their tents, weapons ready.
"Sir?" Sam questioned.
Jack looked at them both, and didn't miss the fact that only one member of the team was missing. "Daniel." He stated, starting off at a run to the temple.
***
Daniel opened his eyes to the face of a beautiful woman; her eyes flashed with light.
"Oh, hello..." Daniel made an attempt to back away.
"You are the slave who opened the tomb?" the goa'uld questioned.
"Lamashtu." Daniel realized.
"You dare speak my name?" she questioned, voice filled with hatred and superiority. "Insolence. Who are you?"
"Oh, that's not really important." Daniel replied, moving along the wall toward the tunnel. Reaching it, he could feel the heat of the force shield.
Lamashtu's eyes narrowed. "It is of little importance. You will remove the barrier and free me at once."
"A couple problems with that:" Daniel returned. "I, uh... I don't know how." He explained. "And even if I did, I wouldn't want to."
The goa'uld raised her hand in fury.
Out of habit, Daniel flinched. "Yeah... you seem to be missing your little hand thing."
"You will pay for your impudence," Lamashtu hissed, her voice barely above a whisper, "after you have freed your god. The panel is behind you. Give me the key."
Daniel looked where she had directed: there was a panel of sorts that held various symbols that he recognized as belonging to the Asguard, along with another indentation that he assumed could only be meant for the same smooth, grey stones.
"I don't have it." Daniel told her.
"You lie poorly." She began walking forward slowly.
"So I've been told." Daniel answered, wondering how he was going to get himself out of the situation he'd put himself in. As he looked for any possible means of escape, he realized that dust was no longer falling, and there was no sign that Bailey had ever been in the room. "It's a dream." He whispered to himself. He looked back just as Lamashtu was extending a hand to strangle him. Daniel did the only thing he could thing of: he pinched himself as hard as he possibly could...
... and opened his eyes to find himself lying on the ground, very much alone. The archaeologist sat up quickly and was relieved to see a layer of dust fall from his body. Cautiously, he approached the sarcophagus and peered in: a long-dead body gazed back. Somewhat satisfied the goa'uld really was dead, Daniel closed the sarcophagus for good measure and ran to the wall where the panel had been in his dream.
***
"Daniel Jackson and another have traveled this way." Teal'c lead the way through the tunnels.
"Who the hell else is down here with him?" Jack questioned, half rhetorically.
"Sir, we can't stay in here much longer!" Sam shouted to make herself heard as she followed close behind.
"I know, Carter!" Jack shouted back, coughing as he inhaled a mouthful of dust.
***
"Let it be the right one, let it be the right one," Daniel chanted as he dug into the pockets of the fatigues he was wearing. He finally pulled two stones out – the other two of the three Jack had been juggling with. Daniel examined them both and hopefully held one up to the panel. "What are the odds..." he muttered as he closed his eyes, tried to ignore the continual shower of dust, and pressed the stone into its place... a familiar click was heard as it locked into place. Daniel's eyes opened as the energy barrier winked out. "What are the odds?" he repeated incredulously. He looked around again. "Not important right now." He told himself as he took off running.
***
"O'Neill!" Teal'c stopped abruptly, nearly causing a domino-like collision. "One set of footprints has doubled back upon itself."
"Forget it. We're moving on!" the colonel shouted, running forward. As he turned the only available direction, he ran into someone. Jack quickly aimed his P90.
"Whoa!" Daniel stumbled backwards.
"Daniel!" Sam half-greeted/half-shouted.
Jack lowered his weapon. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Escaping." Daniel answered. "What are you doing?"
"Rescuing." Jack replied.
"Okay." Daniel gazed around, as if waiting for more. "Well... mission accomplished. Can we get out of here?"
"Yeah, okay." Jack nodded, turning the way they had come.
"Yeah." Daniel agreed, following closely behind.
As SG1 ran in silence, hurrying to outrun the possible collapse of the tunnels they were in, a voice could gradually be heard, shouting for help.
Daniel stopped and strained an ear. "It's Dr. Bailey!" he called out to the rest of his team. "I think he's this way!" he pointed to another tunnel and was about to start off when Jack grabbed his arm.
"Daniel, there's no time!"
"We can't leave him here, Jack!" Daniel pulled his arm away, but his eyes pleaded for help before he headed into the offshoot.
"Son of a bitch!" Jack cursed. "Carter, Teal'c, get to the surface!"
"Sir-" Sam began.
"Go!" Jack shouted, running down into the passageway Daniel had just entered, where Bailey's voice was echoing.