"Some alien ship...agh, hold on!"
The Gold Greed shuddered again as the drives flared up. It surged forward into the vast skeletal cylinder of the jumpgate. As they passed the first third of it, the weightless feeling of freefall shifted unnaturally forward as the gate rippled and space in front of the vessel compressed into a momentary singularity...then blossomed into the wild riot of eye-twisting colors-that-weren't-colors of jumpspace.
"Here we go..." Mel said with the anticipation of someone looking down from the top of a hill on a roller coaster as the ride inched inexorably closer to the great fall...
Wholly unnecessary commentary, as the sudden sensation of enormous velocity gripped the ship and its crew...again, only for an instant before vanishing as abruptly as it came. Then there was only the calm of zero-gee, and scintillating non-space outside.