It couldn't be. There was no possible way for him to see who he was seeing. She was dead, had been for four years. But there she was, his Sha're, walking in front of him, guiding him to wherever it was she wanted him to go. He would follow, of course; there was no doubt in his mind that he should follow her. He wished she would slow down, though, so they could walk together. Oh, there was so much he wanted to say to her, tell her how much he missed her, how much he loved her. She looked just as she did, the last time he saw her, before she was made into a Goa'uld, and lost to him. She looked back at him briefly, to make sure he was still following. She smiled at him, making his heart beat faster, and his feet move quicker. Why wouldn't she stop? Wait a minute. He slowed down, wondering suddenly how it was that she was here. She was dead, he'd seen Teal'c shoot her, watched as the life left her veins. He knew she was dead, just as he knew that she was standing in front of him, alive and well. How was this possible? The ringing in his ears made it hard for him to think. "Sha're…" he murmured, holding out his hand to touch her face as she drew nearer to him, concern in her dark eyes.

"Come, my Daniel," she beckoned, the way she pronounced his name making him smile. "It is not much further." She took his hand, and led him down another corridor, one he'd yet to explore. He wondered, vaguely, where the rest of SG-1 was, but forgot about them after a moment. The music drew him, calling to his heart, making him forget everything except for his love and yearning for his beautiful wife, Sha're.

O'Neill, Carter and Teal'c watched as Daniel practically ran through the caves, seeming to know where he was going, one hand outstretched as though following something just out of his reach.

"Daniel! Where are you going!"

"Daniel!"

"Daniel Jackson! Stop!"

They gasped in horror as they entered a new crystal chamber. Even larger than the one where Daniel had found his crystal, this one had only a thin ledge leading around the outside, encircling a large gaping pit. The bottom of the pit, more than 100 feet down, housed razor sharp crystals. Daniel was heading straight for the edge, not seeming to realize the danger.

Teal'c leaped into action, Jack only seconds after him. They tackled him against a wall, fighting to keep their struggling from getting up again and walking into the death trap. Sam kept watch for them, trying to see what had lead Daniel to this cave. She saw nothing, heard nothing but Daniel, yelling at them that he had to get to Sha're, he had to follow her.

Seeing no immediate threat, she went over to Daniel. Jack and Teal'c had him pinned against the wall, where he continued to fight them with all his strength. Sam crouched in front of him, and looked into his eyes. They were glazed over, unseeing – he probably didn't even realize that it was his friends who detained him.

"Daniel," she said calmly, taking his face in her hands and making him focus on her. "Daniel, it's me, Sam. Teal'c and Colonel O'Neill are here too. It's just the four of us. Sha're isn't here, Daniel. She's dead. She's not here." Daniel's eyes started to come back into focus. He stopped fighting his friends, and looked around in surprise.

"What-" he started to ask, but suddenly seemed to remember. "Sha're!" he yelled, getting up and looking around him. "She was here, leading me! Where did she come from? What happened?" He looked to his friends for answers, but they couldn't explain why he'd rushed into the cave with such purpose.

"Daniel, there was nobody there. You were by yourself. You didn't hear us, you just kept walking towards this cave. I think you were going… going to walk right into that pit," Sam explained, motioning towards the dark hole in the middle of the cavern.

Daniel walked over to the edge of the pit, gazing into its depths. Jack and Teal'c watched him apprehensively for any signs of wanting to dive into it again, but he remained calm. He swallowed hard, and backed away from the pit. "What came over me?" he whispered, thinking about how real his wife had seemed.

Jack made a decision. This was just getting way too creepy for his tastes, and he didn't like it when his teammates lost control of what they were doing – which seemed to happen far too often for his liking. "Well, I guess that's the signal then, kids!" he said, clapping his hands together and standing up. "We're packing up. I don't know what's wrong with this planet, or with Daniel," this received a glare from the archaeologist, "but we're outta here." With that, he lead the way out of the cave and back into the tunnels.

"Okay, Carter, which way is out?" he asked, indicating the three directions they had to choose from.

She gazed at her three choices, confusion written on her face. She checked her compass, which did no good because, as far as they could tell, the poles on this planet did not attract the needle of a compass, and looked up again. She took out her instruments for measuring the energy output of the power source, and frowned. They read zero. She finally turned back to the colonel. "I don't know, Sir. We got all turned around when we followed Daniel." Daniel looked crushed, thinking it was his fault.

"Bottom line, Carter?

She sighed. "Bottom line, Sir, is that we're lost. And I have no idea how to find our way back.