"My song no longer works on the glassy-eyed one," Pisinoe informed her sisters.

"Nor does mine," Aglaope thought back.

"Mine is working far better than it has in many years. This mortal has many painful memories to draw on for my song." Thelxiepi smiled predatorily. "He will not last long."

"Sam?" Daniel said into his radio. "I don't know if you can hear me, and if you can, don't bother trying to answer me. I've got earplugs in so that the Sirens can't get to me again, and I can't take them out. You woke me up when you were yelling into the radio awhile back. I'll try to find the gate. You get Jack and Teal'c. Daniel out." He had no idea if Sam had heard him or not, or if he even could find the gate, but for the moment, all he could do was keep searching.

The situation was getting serious. He'd been tied up for hours, with no way for him to reach his food or water. Teal'c had assumed that whoever had tied him up would return before he got hungry, but that was obviously not the case. So, it was up to him to find a way out of this.

He'd had a lot of time to examine his bonds, and saw that they weren't rope, but the thing black plastic ties used by SG-1. Alright, so it was one of them, probably Major Carter, who had tied him up. He'd been working for the past few hours to get his hands to his belt knife. He finally reached it, and cut himself free.

He stood up, and took stock of himself. He had no weapons – well, that was to be expected – and he was rather stiff from sleeping against the wall. He started to reach up and pull out his earplugs, but he stopped himself. If it really had been Major Carter who had tied him up, then she'd had a good reason for it. The same went for the earplugs. Teal'c decided to leave them in.

He stretched, picked a direction, and started walking. Teal'c would find something eventually.

Okay, that's good. Daniel's back with us, Sam thought. He's up and looking for the gate. Come to think of it, Teal'c's probably awake by now, too. Knowing him, he's probably set himself free, too. Hopefully he wouldn't take out the earplugs.

Carter went around a corner for the thousandth time, hoping the she'd see the Colonel just around it. No such luck. In fact, it was another dead end. She sighed as she turned back around, wishing for the hundredth time that those bloody Sirens wouldn't move her markers so she could see which way she'd already gone. She went down a corridor she thought she hadn't been down yet, and started hiking.

Sam had been walking along for about an hour when she turned another corner, yet again wishing she'd just find Jack. And, finally, there he was, walking along as though in a trance. She blinked, amazed that she'd finally found him in this labyrinth, and tore after him. "Jack! Jack! It's me, Sam! Jack, turn around!" She screamed at him as she ran. Sam eyes widened as she realized that Jack was heading right for a huge gaping hole in the middle of the cave, just as Daniel had done. No time for pleasantries, she thought grimly as she slammed her entire body weight into the Colonel, jamming him into the wall. He looked at her with unseeing eyes, as though he were staring at something far off in the distance. "Jack?" She asked quietly, trying to get him to come back to her. He started to say something.

"Sa-?" Jack started to say, confused. Didn't he know her? What was she doing here? "Charlie? What's going on?" He asked his son, who seemed to know everything about this place.

Charlie looked frightened and angry at the same time. "It's a trick, Dad! She's just an illusion! She's not real, she's trying to hurt me, Dad! Don't let her!" Charlie stood five feet away from Jack. The illusion-Sam was between him and his boy. He couldn't let it hurt Charlie.

"Yes, Jack, it's me, Sam! Whatever you're seeing, it's not real!" Sam pleaded with him, trying to wake him up. She was reaching into her vest pocket to grab some earplugs to jam into his ears, when he jerked. Sam fell over as he stood up, towering over her as she scrambled to regain her feet.

She looked into his eyes, but saw only anger and hatred in them. "Get away from my boy," he growled. She tried to reach up and jam the earplugs into his ears, but he batted her hands away. He struck her across the head, making her fall back. She tried to get to her feet, but he knocked her away again.

"Jack…" She whispered, reaching for him as he again began to move towards the gaping black pit. "Please, Jack, don't… It's me, Sam…" He ignored her – or didn't hear her over the Siren's song. He was now only a few feet away from his death, and getting closer.