"Hey!" Brian shouted. He'd finally heard the words around him and understood them. "I am not..." he tried valiantly to heave himself into a sitting position, "a Dope! I'm a... capt... cap... I've been Nikdapped. Kinpadd..."<br/><br/>He gave up... assuming they got his meaning. He was tired of lying on the pavement, even though there seemed to be a great deal to look at and admire above them. He rolled onto his side, splayed both hands firmly onto the pavement and heaved. With a great effort, he lifted himself into a crawling position, both knees and both hands planted on the pavement. Now came the real chore... He was sure his legs still worked... though they seemed intent on proving otherwise.<br/><br/>With a great deal of grunting and huffing, he wobbled and struggled his way into a standing postion. But the world wouldn't hold still for him to stand on it. He staggered and swayed, bumping into something, he wasn't sure what.<br/><br/>"Stop it," he told the world, "Stay still.... Just... STOP it!"