Keirst felt his arms get pulled into Cuan's rectum. There was no way out now, the only thing that awaited him was the cold embrace of death. He decided he didn't want to be awake when he reached the stomach, he didn't want to suffer through the agony of being eaten alive. He felt the urge to sleep now. The after effects had completely overtaken him. He felt sleep come and take him away from his fleshy prison.