It had been going so well, he was just about to finally get his co-ordinates out and that happened. Fantastic. His legs did indeed go out from under him and as so, the grip on the knife loosen. He didn't catch how it happened or in what way the knife fell but when it flew up into the air, he didn't expect it to land pointy side down or anywhere near him.

At first he didn't notice, he was far too busy trying to get onto his feet and retain some dignity and perhaps a few cables when a tingling feeling hit him and just as he moved his hand out to get the wires, he noticed something very much in his hand.

Ah. So that's where the knife went. There was a long moment of silence as he inspected the knife, long and pointy, currently stuck in his hand. And then he went a strange shade of pale.

Shit.