"It's an ancient, obscure Greek dialect. Basically, it's a warning; 'Only those with determination, strength, and the will to succeed may leave this world unharmed. Beware, ye weak of spirit and heart, for you will be doomed to roam this labyrinth for all time…' I can't make out this part, it's been damaged, but it goes on to talk about the 'guardians three, ' Pisinoe, Aglaope and Thelxiepi." Daniel looked at his friends expectantly. He received only blank stares. He sighed, wishing once again that they knew as much as he did about mythology. That would make this soooo much easier. "In Greek mythology, they were the Sirens, three daughters of the river god Achelous. They would sit on rocks in the middle of the ocean, and sing for any passing ships. The ship's crew, entranced by their song, would sail closer, to be sunk on the rocks and die."

"That's very interesting, Daniel, but what does that have to do with us? Is there any danger from these Sirens?" Jack asked, always skeptical when it came to cryptic warnings about ancient monsters.

Daniel looked back at the computer screen. "Ah, no, it was probably just meant as a warning for the superstitious. They're just a myth."

Sam cleared her throat. "Um, Daniel? Didn't you used to think that the Egyptian gods were just a myth, too?" She didn't want to run into an ambush against three singing hypnotists – no matter how silly that sounded.

He sighed. "Yes, but this is different. Even the Goa'uld who take on the persona of the Greek gods, like Cronus and Pelops, use the same writing all the Goa'uld use, a variant of ancient Egyptian. I've never seen any evidence that the Goa'uld even know the Greek language, and they certainly never use it to write out their warnings. If it was the Goa'uld, they'd use their own language," he finished, shutting down his computer.

"I concur," Teal'c agreed.

That doesn't exactly answer my question, Sam thought, it just shows that the Goa'uld probably aren't involved.

"Well, anyways, now that I've got this translated, I'm going home to catch some sleep," Daniel said, escorting them out of his lab and turning off the lights. "I'll see you three tomorrow, six a.m.!" He grimaced at the thought, and walked toward the elevator. "Goodnight!" he called.

"Goodnight."

"See ya tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Daniel Jackson."

Daniel signed out and headed for his car, thinking. He knew that the Sirens were just a myth, but Sam did have a point. There could be some sort of guardian, other than the mythical creatures, to watch over the power source. There could be traps, like the Hall of Thor's Might on Cimmeria. Well, if it was like that, Daniel decided, they could handle it. Heck, this time they'd have Teal'c and Jack with them! It'd be no problem.