6. This fucking beer tastes fucking awful

Ugh! This fucking beer tastes fucking awful. It tastes so bad that you try to scrape the dregs of it from your tongue using a hastily picked up stick. It helps only a little and your cottonmouth is worse than ever. The pain intensifies in your mouth until it leaves you somewhat loopy, thought processes slow and skewed. Your judgment is not good and you make some bad choices as time seems to change, slow and ponderous then swift and spidery and elusive. You experience these time shifts the rest of your life, at times hindering you to the point of physical pain, yet sometimes providing great insight and advantage. The trouble is figuring out which of these two things is happening at any given time.

The End