[Zanahoria_Picante]

Ed had no ability to control the momentum caused by the triggered launch, so his head was lodged through the ceiling of the room above.
"AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ed sobbed, glad that he had used the bathroom before this happened.
After flailing his lower body around psychotically (and somewhat drunkenly) for a few moments, he finally generated enough force against the plaster-covered ceiling to free himself, landing on a happily cushy, yet disgustingly grimy surface: an old mattress.
He was in the master bedroom.

Sebastian ran his finger along one of the crates and licked it, "these things of the past--O, how the fire of time has burdened them with its ashes!"
Rolling her eyes, Samantha said, "we 'Lightlings' like to call that dust!"
"Of course you do, my angel."
"Right."
"Hey, guys!" Marcus said in his nasally, abrasively squeaky voice, "I found a time machine!"
"Really?" Sam approached, "uh, Marcus, that's an old telephone."
Marcus laughed really hard, making Sebastian hate him even more.
Samantha started looking for a weapon and a light of some kind, while Sebastian found a sword similar to the one the Gumby beast wielded; he then cut his foot off.