Shaggy continues his digging until before him lies a shallow trench about three feet wide and eight feet long; making it curiously resemble a shallow grave. Shaggy dosen't seem to mind the eerie resemblance as he struggles to his feet.<br/>"...Where is everybody...?" He says in an almost dreamlike tone as his head begins to spin from the mixture of physical exertion and his own illness. Shaggy wanders in a few short circles looking for his comrades before scumming to his trembling knees and falls face first across the hole he'd dug; placing him half in the hole and half out with his legs above the ground. Soon he loses consciousness, mumbling something about pills...