Shagg pauses his assault on the stomach wall, in pain both from the burn of over-exertion and the burning on his exposed skin unbearable. He pats his pockets, expecting to hit one of his bottles, but comes up empty handed. It is now that he realizes that his bottles are everywhere, most of which have begun to melt open. Shagg frantically searches for an intact bottle, finding only one. He pops off the lid, fills his mouth with the little white pills and gulps. He repeats this action until the bottle is empty; far more than a lethal dose for the average man, but then again, Shagg isn't exactly average. Instantly the pain starts to fade, and he continues his fruitless efforts to escape this hell...