The Omen
"Hey man, you want to trip?" some guy asked.
"How good, how much?"
"Its as good as you can get unless you have a time machine and can get to 1969. Its $75 for 2 hits." he told me. Now I havent had acid for some time, and I figured what the hell, what is it going to do if I take a few hits?
"If Im not in '69 tonight, then Im going to come for a refund." I joked.
"If you are in '69 you should pick some shit up!" he told me.
Since it was only about Eight o'clock I decided to hit up a local pub before I fried. After a few beers and a quick glance at the game, I headed for a friends house. Now Ive known Shad for quite some time, we used to trip balls back in the day. Im sure he would love to have some of what Im carrying.
Well to make a boring story short, I went to Shad's place, had a few beers and a hit. Started to fry and decided to make my way home.
Thats when things got weird, and Im not talking about just frying balls, Im talking down right strange. Ive never experienced any of it before, and I will try to recall it the best I can.
Well it didnt start to hit me until I got a block away from my house; it was a typical trip, but nothing special. As I made it closer to my house, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It looked strange to me, and was moving fast and irregularly. I heard a distant yell, it was hard to make out, but it sounded muffled and far away. My heart started to race, because I was starting to get freaked out.
I slowed down a little to catch my breath and make sure I didnt look like I was high. Then there it was again, but somewhat closer, I turned to see what it was, but there was nothing. Again I heard the yell, it seemed even closer, but I couldnt make out what was being said, it seemed to be coming from all directions. I started to run. I was really scared.
As I got to my place, I pulled out my keys and was looking for the door key. Everything seemed distorted but I still had control. I found the key finally and started to open the door. Then that same yell again, this time unbearably loud, I couldnt stand it, I turned around and there was little creature, looked like a white demon with horns and a tail. I jumped back; it just walked closer to me, and grabbed my leg. It started to bite me as I felt pain throughout my whole body. I started to grab at it and punch at it trying to rip it off of my leg. I swung hard and hit it right in the head, and it went down. I wasnt going to let it come after me again, so I took my boot and smashed down on its head.
Well needless to say, I was frying so hard I couldnt think straight and was severely freaked out by that hallucination. So I ran down the street and was lucky to make it to your house.
"Thats a fucked up story man." Said Joni.
"Tell me about it, Im glad my trip died down."
"Well lets watch some TV so you can wind down." offered Joni.
"In breaking news, a young girl, name withheld, was brutally killed tonight in a nearby suburb. They are looking for the girls father as his keys were still in the front door of their home and the little girl dead on the steps. Her head was caved in and what looks like a boot print indented into it. No suspects have been found..." stated The Channel 9 News Reporter.
"Uhhh, David, what is that on your boot?" wearily asked Joni.
Current Influence: Dead Elizabeth
Current Affliction: Too damn lazy
"Hey man, you want to trip?" some guy asked.
"How good, how much?"
"Its as good as you can get unless you have a time machine and can get to 1969. Its $75 for 2 hits." he told me. Now I havent had acid for some time, and I figured what the hell, what is it going to do if I take a few hits?
"If Im not in '69 tonight, then Im going to come for a refund." I joked.
"If you are in '69 you should pick some shit up!" he told me.
Since it was only about Eight o'clock I decided to hit up a local pub before I fried. After a few beers and a quick glance at the game, I headed for a friends house. Now Ive known Shad for quite some time, we used to trip balls back in the day. Im sure he would love to have some of what Im carrying.
Well to make a boring story short, I went to Shad's place, had a few beers and a hit. Started to fry and decided to make my way home.
Thats when things got weird, and Im not talking about just frying balls, Im talking down right strange. Ive never experienced any of it before, and I will try to recall it the best I can.
Well it didnt start to hit me until I got a block away from my house; it was a typical trip, but nothing special. As I made it closer to my house, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It looked strange to me, and was moving fast and irregularly. I heard a distant yell, it was hard to make out, but it sounded muffled and far away. My heart started to race, because I was starting to get freaked out.
I slowed down a little to catch my breath and make sure I didnt look like I was high. Then there it was again, but somewhat closer, I turned to see what it was, but there was nothing. Again I heard the yell, it seemed even closer, but I couldnt make out what was being said, it seemed to be coming from all directions. I started to run. I was really scared.
As I got to my place, I pulled out my keys and was looking for the door key. Everything seemed distorted but I still had control. I found the key finally and started to open the door. Then that same yell again, this time unbearably loud, I couldnt stand it, I turned around and there was little creature, looked like a white demon with horns and a tail. I jumped back; it just walked closer to me, and grabbed my leg. It started to bite me as I felt pain throughout my whole body. I started to grab at it and punch at it trying to rip it off of my leg. I swung hard and hit it right in the head, and it went down. I wasnt going to let it come after me again, so I took my boot and smashed down on its head.
Well needless to say, I was frying so hard I couldnt think straight and was severely freaked out by that hallucination. So I ran down the street and was lucky to make it to your house.
"Thats a fucked up story man." Said Joni.
"Tell me about it, Im glad my trip died down."
"Well lets watch some TV so you can wind down." offered Joni.
"In breaking news, a young girl, name withheld, was brutally killed tonight in a nearby suburb. They are looking for the girls father as his keys were still in the front door of their home and the little girl dead on the steps. Her head was caved in and what looks like a boot print indented into it. No suspects have been found..." stated The Channel 9 News Reporter.
"Uhhh, David, what is that on your boot?" wearily asked Joni.
Current Influence: Dead Elizabeth
Current Affliction: Too damn lazy
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malloreigh:
Oh, well, we haven't actually talked about it yet. I'm thinking rainbow, for the gay.
fairygrlz:
That is a way crazy story....