Nothing. Daniel couldn't find anything that would account for any of what was happening to him in his Ancient memories. He had checked through them twice now, just to be sure. Grumbling to himself, he began dredging through his own memories, pre-ascension, for something that might prove useful. He began with something simple: the circumstances of the death that ultimately led to this heightened state of being. Only he couldn't quite pinpoint it. He remembered the accident on Kelowna resulting in his first ascension, but he could also clearly remember finding himself back in human form, re-joining SG-1 in the battle against the Goua'ld. Daniel also remembered his death at the hands of the human-form replicators and his subsequent ascension at that time, but again, had vivid memories of returning to Earth in his original form to re-join SG-1. So how had this third ascension taken place? And without Oma Desala's help, no less? He certainly hadn't made any other lasting friendships among the ascended Ancients; it was doubtful any of them would have helped him ascend a third time, particularly given his track record for returning to his original corporeal form. And the human race hadn't exactly evolved to the point of ascending on their own. Concentrating in earnest now, Daniel tried to remember the circumstances of his death. Nothing came to mind.
Was this somehow not real, he wondered to himself, wracking his brain for the last thing he could remember. An image of SG-1 sitting around a camp fire flitted through his mind. Well, that was a start, at least, he conceded, replaying the brief image. He and Sam were arguing over something, something to do with the planet they were on. Daniel concentrated harder, trying to remember details from the argument. They had just spent three days hiking through dense bush, looking for an energy source. Teal'c had asked if it was possible for the planet itself to be the source; Sam didn't believe it was likely enough to consider, but Daniel had got to thinking she may be wrong. The argument had been over the possibility presented by Teal'c. Sam had moved away from the fire to take some rock samples, determined to end the argument one way or the other. And then they had been on the defensive, alerted to an oncoming threat by Teal'c, who had wisely abstained from joining in on the scientific debate. The very last thing he could remember was falling through a thick white haze, and waking up as an ascended being.
The real question now was, had the haze killed them all, somehow propelling him back to an ascended state, or was everything he had experienced since being ensconced in that murky fog all an illusion? Either way, he needed to get out of this limbo and find Teal'c and Sam. Together, he was certain they could figure this out. Pooling every ounce of strength he had left, he focused on the memory of his two lost friends, willing himself to be drawn towards them, wherever they may be.
As the densely opaque haze of P7X-294 engulfed Teal'c once more, he had the strangest sensation of being pulled from his own convulsing body. He couldn't see, hear, or feel anything other than an abiding sense of displacement as he was torn away from the pain, fear and confusion he had known just moments before. Raised from the physical world, Teal'c soon became aware of a new sensation, a coalescing of energy, as if he was being drawn back into himself, his form, as he had always known it. Yet before the process had the chance to succeed, he felt himself shift again with a sickening twist and pull, drawing him towards something, someone, impossibly far away.
Daniel could feel himself drawing inwards, his displaced energy beginning to return to its source. And he was moving again, fast, only this time, without any conscious thought on his part. He blurred in and out of awareness, unsure for how long he travelled, or where he was being drawn. The blinding whiteness that had surrounded him for so long now was shifting, the subtle hint of new hues joining together and swirling through the nothingness. Daniel sped along, as if pulled by an impossibly strong force. Hazy, distorted images flitted in and out of existence all around him, dazzling his unfocused vision with flashes of sharp colour and contour before disappearing again. At times he felt he could almost recognize some of the shapes and patterns, but then they'd be gone again, and he could never be quite sure.
Faster and faster he sped, only now he wasn't sure if his ascended form was re-coalescing, or if he was slowly being turned inside out. The discomfort was unimaginable as he tore through what he imagined to be time and space, dragged towards the unknown force leading him back from the edge of oblivion.
Vague shapes and impressions whizzed past Teal'c as he sped along, incoherent to his still-confused mind. His speed seemed to be increasing exponentially as he travelled, tearing at him as his vision blurred sickeningly. And then, with the force of a Goaul'd mothership bursting into hyperspace, he felt himself collide with another entity before dropping impossibly far below, losing consciousness long before reaching the bottom.
Waking again sometime later, Teal'c found himself sprawled uncomfortably across a hard stone floor, dimly lit grey walls towering around him, tapering into a heavy domed ceiling several dozen feet above his head. The cavern was immense, carved roughly from moss and lichen covered grey stone, lit at regular intervals by small, muted blue lights set along the upper reaches of the curved walls.
Propping himself up on his elbows, Teal'c was relieved to see anther form sprawled at his feet. Daniel Jackson groaned, raising his head stiffly to gaze blearily at their new surroundings. Spotting Teal'c, he blinked rapidly several times, as if to make certain his friend was not simply a trick of his eyes.
"It is I, Daniel Jackson," said the Jaffa reassuringly, pushing himself up into a seated position. Daniel groaned again, pushing himself unsteadily up off the ground to join his friend sitting. "What happened?," he asked hoarsely, removing his glasses to rub his eyes.
"I believe we are still on the planet designated P7X-294," he replied, allowing his eyes to rove over the cavern once more. There were no discernible exits from their current position, nor was there any indication of how they had come to be in this place.
"Okay," said Daniel groggily, taking in their surroundings as well. "If we're still on the planet, where's Sam?".