Still mentally blasted apart. You don't know where you are or even that you are naked. It's the hottest part of summer here so It's pretty cool out. You are very thirsty. A tourist has put his Vrosh bottle down to pay for a cat bone wind chime. You walk by scooping it up and no one notices. You drink it while wandering the shopping district still nude. Tourists take photos of you. A spaced out looking naked guy doing goofy shit and drinking booze like it's going out of style. You are constantly ending up with objects and losing them somewhere else. You have a red and green suitcase full of ladies clothes for awhile but you end up pitching it onto the roof of a building. You have gained amazing strength and endurance. You run right up a wall onto a roof top twelve feet above and rest there awhile. The really really good feeling part of the trip is on. Mixed with the Vrosh you are fucked to the stars. Breathing low and slow and feeling so good you don't need to do anything now. You just enjoy the glorious high for a few hours.