Ever wonder why this life is so messed up? I sure as hell do! I don’t get it. I mean we’re here for a reason…maybe. I don’t understand anything about it though. I wish I did, it would be nice to be able to grasp something about this life and not simply expect it to be here whenever we need it to be. Yet that’s exactly what we do! We expect life to be here for us and we don’t want to give anything back, talk about an annoying thought process. But what are we going to do about it all? I don’t know. I wish I did, but there are so many things in this life that don’t quite make sense at times, and we are here trying to make sense of them all. It sucks, it really does. But what else are you supposed to do about it? I don’t know.
"I'm not sure Q-Ball. It looks like a Hamburger but it sure doesn't taste like one." Rembrandt Brown said. "I agree, this is not food. This is torture." Arturo chimed in. Quinn and Wade glanced at each other and smiled. "You were given a choice." Wade said "You two decided to eat on this world instead of waiting for the next." Rembrandt took another bite of his burger and choked it down. "Well whatever it is, I paid for it and I'm gonna finish it. How much longer till we slide?" Quinn looked to the timer. "Fifteen minutes and change." "I suppose it is our fault that we ate on a world where Cows are an endangered species." Arturo said. "I have a feeling I know why I'm not a vegetarian." The four Sliders shared in a laugh. Quinn stood "Well it's time to go." The rest of the travelers stood up and followed Quinn into a back alley where he activated the portal. One by one they jump...