After Michael convinced the judge to give him another chance with his experiment, his four human trials returned to earth with no knowledge of their time in the afterlife. Michael’s plan of saving Eleanor, Tahini, Jason, and Chidi in hopes they would change for the better after coming so close to death was going well. He’d managed to save Eleanor from the runaway buggies, Tahini from the statue, and Chidi from the falling air conditioner unit, however when he arrived in Jacksonville, Florida to save Jason, he was too late. As a result, Jason’s friend Pillboi didn’t let him out of the safe in time during their attempted robbery and the amateur DJ found himself in the afterlife once again. But this time, it wasn’t in the fake Good Place neighborhood; it was the real Bad Place. Of course Michael knew he had to do something for failing Jason but until then, he was the Bad Place’s to handle and handle in that context meant torturing for all eternity. 

“Umm…where am I?” Jason asked with a face more confused than usual, looking around the strange place when Trevor showed up. “Hello, Jason. I’ve gotta say I was hoping it’d be Chidi or the mouthy blonde one but you’ll do” the Bad Place demon greeted. “No way! You know Heather from Chili’s too? She’s the best; she gave me and Pillboi free onion rings one time after the Jaguars won. It was awesome” the naïve 30 yr. old answered with a smile. “Boy, you’re just all jawline and abs aren’t you? This is gonna be a piece of cake” Trevor teased after realizing Jason’s dense nature. But he still wasn’t quite sure the best way to torture Jason yet so he figured a couple test runs would be a fun way to see for himself. 

Trevor snapped his fingers and Jason was sitting at a table with all the onion rings and jalapeño poppers he could want. “I don’t know what this place is but I’m never leaving!” Jason exclaimed with a huge grin, reaching for a plate of poppers when a waitress showed up. “Oh, sorry, these are for the other table” she explained before taking the poppers. “Oh, sure, ok. No problem!” Jason concluded before grabbing another plate only for a second waitress to appear. “Sorry, wrong table” she added as she took the cheesy snacks from his hands. Trevor watched Jason go plate after plate and get disappointed over and over, his excitement extinguished on a loop for about an hour until somebody else popped into the Bad Place. “What are you doing here?” “I heard Jason was here and I know how much you like torturing humans but I was hoping I could torture him myself” Derek, Janet’s homemade boyfriend explained. 

“Why would I do that? And why him? He’s gonna be trying to eat onion rings and deep-fried peppers for at least a week” Trevor questioned. “Well, after being rebooted by Mindy a few hundred thousand times, I’m quite sophisticated now and I think I can be an excellent torturer. Plus, Jason drove Janet and me apart so I want to make him suffer for the rest of time” Derek casually explained. “Ah, simple revenge; classic. Ok, why not? I guess you can torture him for the first few years and we’ll reassess your methods then” Trevor agreed as he vanished along with the table of appetizers. “Hey…I was gonna eat those” a bummed Jason complained. “Hello, Jason; you’re coming with me” Derek informed. “Where?” “A special place” “Sweet!” “One quick question though, are you ticklish, Jason?” “Oh, dude I’m like, crazy ticklish…why?” “No reason” Derek lied with a sharpened grin before teleporting them to another part of the bad place. 

The next thing Jason knew he was in a solid navy blue room with giant Tennessee Titans logos on each of the four walls. “Bro!? You’re a Titans fan?? Man, I thought we were gonna be cool” Jason complained with disgust at the Jacksonville Jaguars’ rivals, unaware of Derek’s attention to torturous detail. “Woah! What is this??” Jason questioned with sudden shock upon realizing he was strung up between the four windowless walls nearly 30 seconds later, his arms and legs positioned in a horizontal X with four ropes and his butt hanging a little in the middle. “I wanted to see where you were ticklish so this is the best way to test out all yours spots” Derek explained before vanishing Jason’s clothes, all but his sneakers, socks, and boxers. “Dude! This isn’t how two bros hang out” Jason objected until Derek started poking along his ribs. 

“aHaoHAOhHeeYhAohaohAOhOAHOCcuUTiIToOuUTmMAaN” “Check” Derek added before wiggling into his right armpit. “hAoaOAHoOhoHAoaCCoOMMeeOOOnNAhoAhaoha!” “Check” Derek noted with growing pleasure as he jabbed into the toned stomach like he was playing a serious game of Whac-A-Mole, watching Jason jerk and laugh with no attempt to hide his sensitivity. “Ok! No more tickling…I didn’t even tickle you first” Jason argued with a more reasonable idea of what warranted such focused tickling. “What are you gonna do about it, girlfriend stealer?” Derek taunted before fluttering along Jason’s neck. “AhAohaOHaooHAhoAhAODDuuDdEeeOAHaccCHHIILLLoOOUUTT!” “I told Trevor I’d take care of you so that’s what I’m doing” “I don’t even know your girlfriend…unless your girlfriend is Heather from Chilis because we did hookup that one tiIIiMmEEAHoAHoAHoaOAhaOA” Jason giggled with Derek’s sudden hands squeezing into his thighs. “No. Her name is Janet and you took her from me so I’m getting even” Derek laid out even though this version of Jason had no idea what he was talking about. 

“You can’t get even with me for stealing Jill if I don’t know her” Jason pointed out as Derek tugged off his colorful sneaker. “Janet!” was all Derek said before scribbling across the gray-socked foot to a wild result. “AAAAHoHAoAHnNoONNoOhoAHoahAOhAOhAOHaNnOoTtMmyYyFfeEEEtT!!” “Double check” Derek smiled as he made his way under Jason’s mostly naked body and started pinching/poking his butt. “OOOhoAohAOhaOhAOAaohAaoaaohohOohoahaaohAOHaAohAaoAOH TthhATtsSSJJuUSSTTaohaFFOOoRRTThHeEEllLAaddDDiiEESsS!” “Sorry, no ladies; just me and you, bud” Derek informed with a sadistic smirk at realizing Jason was indeed crazy ticklish. “Listen, I don’t know who Janet is but I’m sure I didn’t mean to steal her…unless she was at that party in Orlando that time, then maybe I did; I don’t really remember” Jason tried to smooth over. “Too bad!” Derek refuted before transforming Jason’s bondage into a different setup; a dark red tickle chair complete with ankle stocks. 

“How did you do that??” Jason asked as he studied the bondage device, struggling a little to find he couldn’t move. “Mindy recently got the internet and you would not believe what kind of stuff is on there. I saw a chair like this one and figured it would be a good choice for you” Derek informed with an eager look as he eyed Jason’s socked feet locked in the stocks. “What does it do? Does it have massagers??” “It keeps you in place for this…” Derek answered before raking down both slender feet with a long stroke. “OOAHOAhoA! HEeEY!” “Oh yeah, I could definitely do this for an eternity” Derek added as he returned to the cotton covered soles, dragging his fingers from toes to heels and back up, over and over. “AAhoAohOAHAohhoHohDDuUudDEE!! haohANNOOOtTCcoOoOlLL!! hAOHAoaOHAAOHahaCCCOOMMmEOOoOnnAHOhAOHAA!!” Jason burst with a steady stream of bubbly, at times squeaky laughter while his arms pulled on the straps and he floundered in the chair. 

Derek’s abilities allowed him to gauge the perfect amount of pressure and speed to get the most out of each up and down on the trapped feet, never losing his vicious smile. “What about your toes?” Derek questioned as his strokes became short scratches, inching closer to Jason’s toes. “AAHohaOAHNnoOoO!! AHoahaoAhoHAJJuUuSsttTLLlEEAavVEEMmYYyTTOOoeEeSSAALLLooNNeeEMmAANN!!” “They must be pretty ticklish” Derek teased. “AhOAHANNooNNOoOTTThhEEEYyRREenNnNoOOT!!” “Really?” Derek challenged, noticing Jason was scrunching his toes to protect them. “We can’t have that” Derek added and with a thought his big toes were tied back. “OHAOAhoOhHAHoHAOHAaAHoaTTTHhATTsSSCChHEeAATTiiINngG!!” Jason tried to assert but he couldn’t stop Derek from reaching the undersides of both sets of toes, scratching back and forth through the socks. “OOOHoahoaOoaHoaHOAOHOHohoOAHAoHoAaOoOKKOOKkHOAhAO!! HAOhAAYYYooOOUuwwWIiIIIInNAHoaHAHAA!!” “So you lied; your toes are ticklish?” “AHoahAOHyYYYEEEAAAHHhAhoAHA mMMYyTTTOoOEeSSSAARREEEAAHAHATTiIiICCKkLIIiSshHh SsoOoSSTTOOoPpPPP!!” “Ok, I’ll stop” Derek obliged after a few intense minutes, allowing Jason a momentary break but it was just to get rid of his socks, Derek making them disappear from the stocked feet. 

Now that Jason knew what he was in for, he couldn’t hide the look of panic once he felt the air on his bare feet. “Dude, come on! Tickling is supposed to be fun like when your friend is trying to balance three toasters on his head” Jason explained with growing anxiety. “I am having fun” Derek assured before making two drills appear in his hands but with two feathers attached to each instead of bits. “Woah! Are you like, an evil magician?” Jason asked, still not sure what Derek was or how he could make things happen. “Right now I’m trying to impress a demon into letting me do this forever so no, not a magician” Derek answered as he fired up the drills and the spinning pink feathers landed on Jason’s creamy soles.  “AhAhoAHohAohAoaHAOAAAOhAOHohAOHAOhA TTthHIiISssiIiSSsWWAACckKK!! AHOHAohAOhAhoAHANNoOoMmoOREeahoahFFEEAATThhEEerRRSSSS!!” Jason howled with wide-eyes as the feathers danced along his fresh feet, proving how sensitive they were with every turn of the colorful tools. “I want to see how your toes like these” Derek announced with sinister glee as he focused the whirling feathers right on Jason’s bound toes, moving back and forth to tease each one. “AhOAhAONNOOoOoOTTThhEETTOooEEeSSSS!! HAoAHaohaohAoAHAohAPPPlLLeEEAAsSEeE!! AHOhaoHAOhaoahaNnOOMMOoOREeETTIICckkLIIiNnGGG!!” “Did you say more tickling?” Derek taunted before adding to Jason’s unique torture. 

Suddenly two rows of tiny feathers appeared on the chair right under Jason’s knees, sawing back and forth while two other larger feathers appeared from the back of chair and went after his sides “AAOoHAohaohAOOAOHAOhohAAOhANNoONnohAOHA!! AohOhAOhAOhaAHoAHAYYYoOouUuAOhaohaDDdiIiCCk! AHoAHoHAoAohaOhaHHoAHaOhaNNnoOoTTcCCoOooLLL!!” Jason’s laughter shot up higher with a surprised look on his chiseled face as the new sensations proved Derek really was a sophisticated torturer. The bearded tickler decided to use the feather drills on the rest of Jason’s smooth feet after several minutes on his toes, getting another big response when he went across the top of his heels. “I’m starting to think you never didn’t wear shoes; your feet are ridiculously sensitive” Derek pointed out, thrilled at how feather-ticklish they were. “AhAOhaohAAohA IIIIDdoONNttuUnNDeeEerRSSTTAAnnDD TTHHEeQUUeeEeSsTTIIOOonNAHOHAH!!” Jason admitted through the wild laughter he couldn’t even try to control, overwhelmed by the pesky feathers moving along his sides, teasing the back of his knees, and exploiting his handsome feet. 

Derek checked his internal clock to see Jason had been in the stocks nearly 20 minutes at this point and with all eternity to tickle him, he wanted to try a new idea. “AHAohAohAOhaAOHABbRroOOOAOahoaHAAHoAHAA JJuUSSTTSTToOoppPpPTTiIiCCkKLIInNGgmMmEEE!!” Jason protested with sweat already covering his ripped body just when everything changed in the blink of an eye. “Hey…where are we now?? No way, we’re in Florida!?” Jason asked upon seeing the beach around him. “No, this isn’t Florida” Derek was happy to deflate as he took a seat in front of Jason’s feet once again, this time sticking out of the sand he was buried in, with only his head and feet visible. “This reminds me of the time Donkey Doug bet me I couldn’t get out if he buried me at the beach…but I couldn’t get out and he went for a hotdog and a pretty lifeguard had to help me not drown” Jason explained. But Derek didn’t bury him like Donkey Doug had; this time his body was bent at an angle under the sand instead of the sand on top of him. 

With the flawless feet all his to toy with, Derek started back in on the upturned soles with both hands. However, this time he’d created ten individual finger-tip attachments like little scrub brushes that were now brushing all over Jason’s stupid-ticklish feet. “AOOAhoAOoHOoOHAWwhHAAATTTIIissSSTTTHhAAT?! HAohAohaTTHhAATTsSSOoOCcRrAAzzzyyY!!” Jason exploded with a giant forced smile as his head bobbed around above the sand and Derek’s new tools wrecked his tender soles. “They’re little brushes I invented!” Derek answered with pride in his creativity. He scribbled across Jason’s blush balls to start, focusing the countless plastic bristles back and forth and in tight circles as if he really was scrubbing them clean and Jason couldn’t stand it. He tried to shift the sand around to get loose or even force his way out but this wasn’t Florida sand; Derek made the packed sand much denser than usual, impossible to escape from. 

While tickling the writhing feet, Derek materialized another thing for Jason to worry about only ten minutes in. Four mechanical hands burst through the sand, two on either side of Jason’s head with human-like hands. “AhAhHAAZZZOOMmbBBiiiEEESsSSS!!” Jason shouted with fear until the hands started tickling his neck and ears, fluttering and wiggling all over his neck while the other two teased his ears for a childish yet devious addition to his tickle torture. “AAhAohoAoahNNOONnNoOHAohaNnOoOTTthHEenNeeEccckk AhoaIIIhHATTeEetthhAATTT!!” “Yeah that’s why I did it” Derek laughed, watching Jason’s desperation grow as hilarious squeals broke up his marathon of normal laughter. If this was anywhere else, Derek may have felt bad about tickling him so cruelly but he was in the perfect place to relish in Jason’s ticklish misery. “I want to try that spot down here again” Derek added as his finger brushes started scrubbing right where his arches met his heels, wiggling with just the right precision. “AAAAHAHohaOHOAHNNoOnNOOAHAOH!! hAOAHDDuUUDDEEe!! HAoHoahOhAohAOhaANnooNNnOoOTTThHAATTT!! aHoAHoHAOhNNooNNOoOahAOAHA!!” Jason’s laughter jumped an octave and his feet tried to jerk away but there was nowhere to go. 

After several more minutes Derek exchanged the ten tiny brushes for two regular sized scrub brushes that fit in the palms of his hands, catching Jason’s eye only for a second before they unleashed on his tender soles. Derek brushed in large circular motions to get his balls, arches, and heels in every stroke, driving Jason absolutely wild. “OOOHOhOAHOAHOHoHHoHoHAnNOONnNoOHAOhANnOOoomMMOoRrRReEEebBbRRuuSShhEESsSSs!! aHoaHaOHaoAOOhOOHohoHPPPlllEEAAsSEeeSSTTOOopPP!! AHoAHAaohAOHA!!” “Alright” Derek answered without actually stopping, instead making the hands at his head vanish and reappear under the sand on his legs, squeezing his knees and digging into his thighs. “AAAHoHAoaoahaoHAOHAOhOHOhAHoAHANnOOOOOoOnNAOAHOH!! HAOhOAHOAIIIimMmEeaAAANnNTTT TthhEEeFfFeEEEETTT!!” “Really? My bad” Derek taunted with another vindictive smile as Jason’s dark hair flew in every direction and his head thrashed around with crazed laughter. With the hands focusing on his legs and Derek’s attention on his feet, Jason realized just how ticklish he was, the Bad Place treatment way worse than anything Pillboi or Donkey Doug had dished out but Derek wasn’t done with him yet. 

Once Jason’s pale pink soles were a brighter pink from all the tickling, the newest Bad Place torturer changed things up again, transporting him and his tickle toy back in the Tennessee Titans room. This time Jason was strung up from the ceiling with his wrists tied together above his head and his ankles locked in a spreader-bar, keeping him from closing his legs or moving around very much. “Man, don’t you have a Jaguars room?” Jason whined as he caught his breath. “Yeah but only real Jaguars fans are allowed, sorry” “What?! I only got kicked out the stadium one time…ok maybe twice” the mostly naked party boy admitted. “Do you think your armpits are more ticklish than your feet, Jason?” Derek asked as he moved closer to his exposed upper body. “Um…no so you should probably just leave them alone” he tried to persuade. “Why don’t I find out?” Derek proposed before stroking from his biceps through his armpits and back up a few times. “…oOKoOkKOOkHAoahohAOhatThHEeyyReETiICKKLliIShH!” “I can see that” Derek teased, happy to see how effective the light grazing technique was. Jason tried to pull himself up by the rope to protect his sensitive underarms but the spreader-bar was connected to the floor, keeping him perfectly vulnerable for the disgruntled tickle monster. 

Derek’s restrained approach kept Jason giggling and jerking around in place for a while but without warning, his attack suddenly intensified with both hands wrapping around the top of his sides and digging in the base of the pits with just his thumbs. “AAaHAOhOooohOOAHaohAoHoHAMMAaAnAN!! haoaHOhAOAHAOANNoONNoHAOAHaohaAHAOHAGGGOOOBbaaACCKkK!! ahoAHAOhaaohAOAHAOhAAOoOHHMMyYgGOOoddiITTTTIIccCCkKLLlEESsSS!!” Jason burst with booming laughter just like Derek had hoped. “There we go! Trevor’s gonna love this” Derek gloated as both thumbs drilled into the spot right below the puffs of dark hair, figuring it to be the second worst spot so far. “I don’t wanna leave out your feet though; I know how much you like having those tickled” Derek added with sadistic pleasure before making the floor see-through so Jason could see what was underneath before the part he was standing on opened up. “HHHhEEyYyWwhhAATTiISsTTHhAaatTT?!” “You might still have some sand between your toes from the beach; I just want to clean them up for you” Derek informed as Jason’s naked feet landed on the row of four spinning car-washing brushes with the floor closing back around his ankles just above the spreader-bar as the brushes got to work. 

All four brushes moved at the same time, up and down his feet so every inch was always being tickled, the thick threads ‘cleaning’ both supple soles better than Jason could’ve expected. “AAHoHAOhAOAHAOHAOAAahTtTHhAATtSssoOOMmMEEESSEEEDdDUuPPPP!! AHoAHaohaTTTuURRRnNiITTOOOfFFFF!!” Jason tried to persuade but Derek loved every minute, impressed by his own ingenuity. “Just think of all the ways I can tickle you with a whole eternity!” Derek gushed with excitement before switching his attack, now wiggling into the middle of Jason’s pale pits with rapid enthusiasm, faster than any human could tickle. “OOhOAhOAHAOHCCCoOMmMEEOOoNNN!! HAOAHoHohohAOAHAoHAOHANNoOOoTtthhEeEEpPIIIItTSsSS!! ahoAHAOhAOhAAOHaOHAhoahaAahAHAOHAA!!!” Jason laughed harder than he had the entire hour Derek had been torturing him, the combo of his pits and feet really wrecking him. “But that’s not all – there’s more!” Derek soon announced, remembering his favorite line from the infomercials he and Mindy had watched. 

Jason was barely able to try and prepare himself for what Derek had up his sleeve but his curiosity was answered when he felt his boxers being pulled down and two feathers got acquainted with his bubble butt. One blue feather flicked all over both cheeks while the other focused on the space between, running up and down for a perfectly synced combo on his ticklish ass. “AAoAHaohohAOhaAOhAohAaMMYYBBuUuTTTiIissSsTTTOOoTTiICcKkLIISshH!! HoaHoaHaohaAAhaOhaAHohAOHAoHAIiIihHAATTEeAAOHAOFFEEaAAAtTThhEERRRsSSS!!” Jason confessed with heightened laughter, his athletic body totally dominated by Derek’s relentless appetite to make him suffer. “Really? I love the feathers!” Derek taunted before suddenly jumping to Jason’s abs, digging in with just his thumbs like earlier, moving along the sides of his stomach with superior focus. “You must’ve worked out a lot; your stomach is so tight but it’s still sooo ticklish” Derek toyed with him while Jason tried his best to avoid the vicious hands. “AhAoHOAHAOhAOHaAAHoAOhAMMmEerRRCcCyYy!! AhoAHaohaOhaIiIcCCCaaAnnNTttAAKKkEEeAANNyYmMmOoORREEE!!” “You don’t have a choice, Janet stealer” Derek assured before blowing a massive raspberry on Jason’s bellybutton to make him squeal with laughter. 

The steady brushing on Jason’s now super smooth feet was bad but he was almost getting used to it, that was until Derek vanished the brushes and something far more menacing appeared under the floor. Two mini Dereks with the same odd smile looked up at him with a wave before they started licking all over Jason’s trapped feet. “AHAOHAOhoahAAOhAOHAAhoaHA WwhHhAaaTThT?! AHOhaoahAOhaohaaaHAhAhaOahsSSTTOOOPPPlLIiicckKIInNGGmMyYFFEEET LLlITTTLlEEDUuDeEeSs!!!” Jason tried to deter, confused by the strange development but their small tongues tickled like crazy. “Damn, they’re handsome. Mindy really helped me with my self-esteem; she said her sex robot needed to be more confident” Derek explained as he took a minute to admire his duplicates’ work. The one on the right took a liking to Jason’s sole, licking and nibbling on the arch and heel while the left one concentrated on the juicy toes, snaking between each of them then licking the entire row on a loop. “Whatya say we get some more feathers on your cheeks?” Derek suggested before the two blue feathers became six teasing his plump, very ticklish ass. “AAhOHAOAOhAOHaAahAHoAHAOhAohaOHAA AhoAHoAAhAohaNnOOOOMmOoORReEFFeeAATThEERrrSsSSS!! AHoahaOHAhoAHaPPPLllEeEEAAsSEeEEE!!!” Jason begged. “I can’t believe you really want more but alright” Derek contradicted again before making two feathers appear at his nipples, dancing across both sides of his chest for added stimulation. 

Derek loved hearing Jason beg through his desperate laughter, knowing the mini Dereks, 8 feathers, and his own efforts had him sweating with ticklish overload. But after he reached the two hour mark, he wanted a different approach to keep Jason guessing so with another blink everything changed once again. Jason looked around to see he was suddenly on a football field, quickly recognizing it wasn’t just any football field. “No way…Jaguar stadium!” he exclaimed, too distracted to realize he was a player; quarterback to be specific. “What? How am I the quarterback?” “Mendoza, get your head in the game” another player added as they hiked the ball to him. “You’ve got this; it’s just like on Xbox” Jason pep-talked himself, going with the fantasy scenario of playing for his favorite team without questioning how it was possible. He caught the ball and ran down the field to see they were playing their rivals, the Titans, which got him moving even faster. 

Jason made his way down the field a few more yards until he was sacked by a Titan player, then another on top of him, then another two on top of that until he was at the bottom of the dogpile. “Oh, man” Jason said with disappointment, waiting on the whistle to be blown but it didn’t and the buff Titan players didn’t move. “Uhh, guys…” Jason tried to figure out until he suddenly felt one of them tugging off his cleats. “Hey! I need those!” Jason argued but it didn’t matter and his tube socks followed until his wicked-soft feet were totally bare. “Oh no…” Jason feared just as the ref came over to reveal he was Derek. “What’s wrong? You’re playing for your favorite team - smile!” Derek added just as two of the Titans pinned his ankles down and let loose on his sweaty soles. “AAAHoHAoAHAOAAHAHoANnOOnNOO!! AHoAHOAhAnNNNOOOTTTtiIicCkKLiiINnGG!! AHoAHAOHaahAOhaoahaohaAOHaAOHAGGGEetttoOOOFffF!!!” Jason erupted with fresh laughter with no room to budge under the hulking jocks as they scribbled all over his feet, his dream quickly turning into a nightmare. 

Sweet, simple, loveable Jason tried to kick his feet free but the guys were just too strong, keeping his legs in place while they took turns teasing his wrinkled soles, even throwing in a few licks every few minutes to get a funny squeal from the wannabe DJ. “AahAOhaohaOAHAAAOhAOHAAAhAOHAahAhoAOHTTThHiIiSSiiiSsSS AaAAGGaAIInNsSTTtthhHHEeeRRUulLleSSSS!!!” Jason tried to point out but the game had seemingly stopped just so the pile of Titans could have their way with him and his addictively ticklish feet. Derek was laughing too but his was at Jason’s expense, watching his elaborate torture scenario work better than he expected until his devilish laugh suddenly stopped and he fell forward like a board. “Jason! Jason, it’s ok, I’m here” Michael greeted as the football game returned to the regular Bad Place. “Wha…what happened? You aren’t here to tickle me too are you??” “Tickle you? That’s what Derek was doing to torture you? Oh, that’s evil even for down here. No, I’m here to save you. I had to reboot Derek from Mindy’s house but it took me a while. I’m gonna put you back on earth where you were before I failed to get you out the safe” Michael explained. “What safe?” “You’ll find out” Michael assured before hurrying Jason out of the Bad Place before Trevor could intervene. Thankfully Michael did save Jason from the safe on his second try and he was able to participate in the rest of the experiment, avoiding a return to the Bad Place and their favorite new torture method.