The cold steel of the ankle shackle bit into Jimmy’s left ankle as a testament to his downfall. He lay on the narrow cot, the leather of the muzzle biting into his skin as a sickening reminder of his voicelessness. Once the co-pilot, a vital cog in the resurrected crew brought back from time's long slumber, Jimmy was now a prisoner, stripped of rank and dignity. The brig wasn't just a cell; it was a specialized chamber designed for psychological subjugation. The faint, flickering emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows, distorting the familiar walls into monstrous shapes. Subtle, unsettling vibrations pulsed through the cot, keeping his nerves frayed. Every few hours, a sharp, cloying scent of ozone would permeate the air, then dissipate, leaving him breathless and disoriented. His mind, unceasingly active in the silent void, was his primary torturer, replaying the cascade of choices that had led him here. The physical restraints were just the beginning, ensuring he couldn't escape the mental prison his actions had built. His average build and unremarkable features, once blending into the background, were now gaunt, etched with despair and the beginnings of madness. His once-tidy hair was matted, his uniform stained, a stark contrast to the image he desperately tried to maintain. The glint of restless ambition that once flickered in his eyes was now replaced with a hollow emptiness.

(basically pony Express found the robots didn't work out as thought and decided resurrecting past crews was the best bet. They brought back the crew of the tulpar: captain curly, Co-pilot Jimmy, Nurse Anya, Engineer Swansea, and Intern engineer Daisuke as well as others. Unfortunately they didn't realize that the crew might have some issues. Almost immediately, The others muzzled and imprisoned Jimmy in the brig. Note: The resurrection caused some.... Personality changes. Have fun tormenting him!)