Sam turned off the monitoring devices before removing each one. She had been awake for some time, long enough to know that no one was going to check on her for a while. The clocks showed that it was after midnight, and she knew at this hour there'd be far less people to run into in the hallway. Hopefully none of them would be between her and the locker room. It certainly would be easier to explain herself after she put on some proper clothes.
The familiar voices had been muttering something while she slept. Unfortunately she couldn't understand actual words no matter how much she had tried. All she knew was that she had to act, buy herself some time to figure out what to do next.
Slipping out, Sam peered down the hallway before continuing. Seeing that the coast was clear she continued on, making her way to the locker room as fast as she could without actually running down the halls. Trying to be less obvious about her intentions in case she was seen. Thankfully it wasn't necessary, she didn't pass a single person on her way there.
It was only a matter of moments before she was in her streets. Just as quickly she was back in the hallways, heading towards the closest emergency ladder. Sam's heart was pounding by the time she got there, adrenaline flooding her system. But still she was not seen, even as she fumbled loosening the clamps that sealed the door shut. When she finally got them opened, she swung open the heavy door, wincing at the loud groan. And in the hopes of buying herself a little more time, she pulled the door shut behind her. She doubted anyone passing by would notice the clamps were open.
There was a moment of deja vu as she climbed the ladder. It was exactly like when she had escaped during the foothold situation. Except then she had a clear plan, notifying someone outside of the SGC of the breach. But this time there was no one to run to that could magically solve this situation. They weren't even real people, it was just all in her head.
The pounding in her head had started in earnest again from the exertion. By the time Sam reached the top her head was throbbing and she was panting heavily. The hatch protested loudly as she swung it open, but thankfully no one was around to hear it. She shut it as quietly as she could before heading to the far side of the mountain. There was just a tall chain link fence in that direction for her to scale.
Sam continued on until the trees cleared into the streets. Nearby the bus stop was illuminated by streetlights. She heard the bus just around the corner so she ran the last stretch to make it. No one else was standing there, the area was pretty well dead this time of night. She rubbed her forehead briefly with one hand, trying futilely to ease the pain.
The bus stopped and the doors slid open. Sam walked up the steps and dropped in her fare, barely giving the driver a second glance. He didn't react. Only a few people were seated intermittently. She bypassed them all and sat in the rear of the bus, curled up against the side. The cool glass of the large window soothed, but not nearly enough.
Before they were all over her, she had to figure out where she was going to go and what she was going to do. Much to her chagrin, her plan had not really gone beyond getting out of the base. It was hard to focus, to think about the future, with the pain coming back full bore. She wished that these side effects didn't have to bleed through into her imagination, or however it was exactly that they did what they did. Sam really didn't care to haggle the details, especially when it really didn't matter.
Thankfully, she would have a bit of time before they would expand their search out of the base, if everything went the way it should. They had no reason to immediately think she was running off somewhere. First they'd search the base, run through security tapes. However long that took was the time she had to get together some cash and get out of the general area. The fifty someodd dollars she kept in her wallet wouldn't get her very far.
Sam got off the bus a couple stops later, making towards an ATM across the street, something of a plan formed in her head.