She didn't slow as she ran through the seemingly solid wall she knew led to the drop tubes.
Without pause she crossed the foyer and dove into the first tube.
Samantha didn't want to think about how far or how fast she was falling. The goblin's safeguard upon the drop tubes was to allow any unauthorized entry to fall to their death.
Simple, effective, and ultimately flawed.
A goblin would never consider hurling themselves from high places as entertainment.
Samantha Carter would.
The goblins were smart, brilliant even. They didn't think of everything when they placed the protections they had, no one could.
Samantha was counting in her head as she fell. When she got to twelve she tapped the the center of her chest three times in quick succession.
From the top compartment of the pack she was wearing a ballistic chute popped out and open.
The round parachute slowed her down right as she was going to interface painfully with the bottom of the shaft.
As she landed she rolled to her right side taking the impact like she was taught in jump school.