The fight was getting interesting, Holt/34 thought to himself. Then he curled over. Pain in his stomach.. He coughed... Blood...<br/>Sick, another memory of Holt's came to 34. Medicine, came another.<br/>Holt searched through his pockets and pulled out a small plastic container of pills. He took out one and swallowed it. The pain began to subside..<br/>"Hmm. This body is becoming troublesome." He thought to himself.