Teal'c and Jack found themselves to be alone in a white room. Jack recovered from oxygen deprivation, and stood to take a look at his surroundings. "Nice clothes there buddy." He told Teal'c, who had also recovered. Jack wasn't sure he was alright or not, last thing he remembered he was dying in the void of space, and now he was... Well, he didn't know where he was.

"Your attire is also most unusual O'Neill." Teal'c replied. Jack was wearing blue overalls with a red shirt, and had a fake moustache on. Teal'c also had an over-large fake moustache, along with blue overalls and a green shirt.

"Well Mama mia!" Jack said as he took of the ridiculous moustache. He knew that insane people were often put in white rooms, but he had never heard of them being dressed up as Italian plumbers from popular video game franchises. Jack looked all around for an exit, but to no avail. Teal'c had a minute grin on his face as he looked at Jack's clothing.

"Returning to normalcy." A female voice said, but they had no idea from where. It had sounded like it came through speakers. With a quick pop Jack found himself back in his SG-1 uniform, and a small grassy hill appeared in front of him. The hill had a door with a handle in the middle facing him and Teal'c.

"I will enter O'Neill. We should be most cautious. Teal'c said as he stepped forth. They had both been unarmed on the ship.

"Try not to get out-riddled." Jack warned him. They soon found that the tiny door in the small hill opened into a much larger corridor beyond. This place made absolutely no sense at all. It was a shame Carter wasn't here, he knew no amount of techno-babble could explain this place. They proceeded cautiously.

When they reached a door and it opened automatically with a heavy sigh, they had quite the shock, and stepped back several feet. Jack didn't like this place one bit.

"I do not believe this door is to be trusted O'Neill." Teal'c cautioned. Teal'c was always a bit weary, but suspicion of doors was a new high even for him. "I will attempt to disable it." Jack didn't protest because this place still confused the hell out of him.

"It won't work, I've already tried destroying them." A resigned voice came from behind them. They whirled around to come face-to-face with a large robot. Face-to-large bulbous white sphere was more like it. It was white with a few black parts, such as its' sad beady eyes.

"What the heck are you?" Jack demanded. He had more than enough of this place.

"Miserable." The robot replied despondently. "I've got to take you up to the bridge. Here I am brain the size of a planet and...no, never mind. No one ever does. I don't suppose you two will care more about the pain in my diodes more than the last two ingrates I was forced to guide? Thought not." He pushed them along in front of him.

"Should we not resist O'Neill?" Teal'c inquired as they were marched along.

"I think he's just programmed to take us to whoever runs this place." Jack told Teal'c.

"Oh I understand if you don't want to talk to me. No-one ever does. Take a left here, go around that miserable door up ahead." The robot shoved them to the left.

"Teal'c, have I gone insane?" Jack asked his comrade in arms. He had been many places and seen many things, but this was just a little more than he liked to handle.

"I believe not. The situation is most unusual, but I am experiencing the same things as you are O'Neill." Teal'c told him commanding officer.

"I tried going insane once." Their cheery robot companion moaned. "It was miserable."

Their robotic friend showed them the time of their lives with uplifting conversation, until they were overjoyed at arriving on the bridge to see some other humans. "Nice talking to you buddy." Jack slapped the robot on the back as he approached the other humans.

"No need to lie, I know I make everyone miserable. Thanks a lot for hitting me in my lower-left diodes." The robot mumbled as he moved off into a corner. Jack was relieved to be in the company of some normal humans.

"Aww, crap." He said as he saw that one of the "normal humans" had two heads. This was not going to be a good day.