Five-Minute Stargate SG-1: "Out of Mind" by Nate the Great (O'Neill is pulled out of the cryo-tank) TROFSKY: Hi Colonel. You're in the SGC. It is the year 2077. The rest of your team is dead. O'NEILL: This has to be the worst hangover I've ever had. TROFSKY: Yes. Want to walk around even though you've just been defrosted? O'NEILL: Sure. TROFSKY: Look at that team about to go offworld. We have to go before they activate the Stargate. O'NEILL: Why? TROFSKY: To make you suspicious. Now it's time for a trip down memory lane. RALEIGH: This gizmo will project your memories holographically. TROFSKY: We're still fighting the Goa'uld. Do you know of anyone who could help us beat them? O'NEILL: The Nox, but they are passive. The Asgard blew up a few Goa'uld ships. TROFSKY: Good. (Daniel is pulled out of the cryo-tank) TROFSKY: Hi Daniel. You're in the SGC. It is the year 2077. The rest of your team is dead. (Carter is pulled out of the cryo-tank) TROFSKY: Hi Captain. You're in the SGC. It is the year 2077. The rest of your team is dead. TROFSKY: What Goa'uld have you faced? CARTER: Apophis. DANIEL: Sokar. Heru-ur. Hathor. FRAISER: Hi Teal'c. We can't find the rest of your team. Where are they? TEAL'C: I do not know. HAMMOND: Indeed. TEAL'C: Hey, that's my line! TEAL'C: I will go back and search for them. HAMMOND: No, you will not. TEAL'C: I'll resign then. I'm leaving. HAMMOND: Fine. O'NEILL: I just knocked out a guard and escaped! Who's the man! Oh, look, a Serpent Guard! This whole place is a crock! O'NEILL: Wake up, Captain. CARTER: I thought you were dead. O'NEILL: Likewise. Why don't you put on that guard's clothes instead of that sheet. CARTER: Don't you like it? O'NEILL: Ummm... O'NEILL: Hey, Daniel. Wake up! DANIEL: I thought you were dead. O'NEILL: We've already done that scene. By the way, the whole place is a fake. HATHOR: Hi. I've kidnapped you to find out about the current events so I can conquer the Goa'uld. O'NEILL: Good for you. HATHOR: How do I find the Asgard? O'NEILL: Bite me. HATHOR: How do I open the iris? CARTER: Like I'm going to tell you. HATHOR: Fine. Here's a worm. Who should I put it into? TO BE CONTINUED Legal notices. You are number ### to get a harsh cryofreeze hangover.