It certainly wasn't the best feeling to jump through time and space, while feeling one's intestines violently shake this way and that, but that's what happened. To be fair, Morrie had predicted they would probably end up in some shit hole of a place, and oddly enough he had been correct for once. Though, he did expect the ride their at least to be decent. A sort of, last meal and ride so to speak before the execution. But of course, it ended up far worse than that, which wasn't what he had expected.<br/><br/>With a groan of displeasure, his arms braced against his front panel, pushing himself out of a small pool of his own blood, and whatever else had been picked up from his body. It was hard to get his bearings at first, but at least he was certain he wasn't dead. That was good enough for now. With what energy he had left, he slumped back into his own chair, using his hands as a pillow as he shook his head at a futility of the situation, not to mention a rather different destination than they had planned. With a small cough, he cleared his throat before finally speaking.<br/><br/>"So... as much fun as that was, I... kinda have the feeling that we didn't exactly do it right... Or is this part of your plan skipper?"