You're thirsty...take it!

Bottoms up, you think, taking hold of the shot glass and pounding it back. You even slam the glass on the table like in the old movies, except in the movies, dust never flew into the air in a cloud. The taste of the **** burns your throat, then seems to work its way up into your nose, burning the hairs there.

You cough, then take in a deep breath, getting a mouthful of dust from the bar, then cough again, this time stepping backward. You trip on a nearby chair, stumble but regain your balance, but only for a second.

You get light-headed, a little dizzy, and the feeling is quickly getting worse. Soon, you can't stand any more. You stumble backward again, this time not regaining your balance before falling.

When you hit the ground, you strike hard on your back, knocking the wind out of you and causing you to lose consciousness.