To Brian, the decision was simple, and he pulled the stopper off of the bottle and tipped it back, downing the contents. At first, nothing happened, leaving him slightly disappointed in the fact that he had stolen worthless goods. He tossed the bottle in his waste bin and stood, stretching, making a sort of groaning noise as he did. Then the pain came, causing him to double over as the discomfort courses through him. It was like someone was electrocuting him. And then, just as quickly as it had started, the pain left, leaving him slightly dizzy and breathing hard. That was when he noticed everything, the smell of dinner, the light humming of Brian, the way colors were a little bit more dull. He gave a soft whine, unsure what to think as he began to make his way towards the bedroom door.