So we stop mid whatever we were doing back home, and appear in the Mariana Trench. Which is where you tried to kill a god, but then it fucked up and now it's pulling us in. Your fancy schmancy machines grab onto us, you gas us, put us under, then shave us down and give us our fancy implants, then send us off to Morningstar.

Those of us lucky enough not to be your guinea pigs, at least.