okay so i wake up with a hangover, and immediatly start looking for the cid id been lookin for the previous night, which was now easy to find, cus my dealer gotta whole fist full of it. I asked him how much for 40$ he said hed give me 10. i thought cool. two free ones. so i got back to my buddy, and his fucking work called him in, so he couldnt take many. SO. he ended up have 2...i had 4...and blah blah blah...cool for a while.... but anyway. sometime that night i guess i ate more....4. more...dont remember it. but ill cut to the chase. THe entire trip was one bad bad vibe....everyone. everything i looked at faded away, dying whatever certain death which awaited them...all i could do is look away from my freinds, and grind my teath. They were trippin on the same shit so i was real scared to let them know what was up with me, in fright it might freak them out too. But when i looked at them, they looked so concerned, and then, growing old...older...fading..fading.. it was all building up. there had to be a breaking point...and there was. the freind of mine had a litter of puppys at his house, and all night i had been thinking...what if. could it go throgh just touch??? naw... i stopped worrying about it..but later. when i got up to get a drink. i looked down at a puppy which i thoght was sleeping. but when i looked closer. i could see it shaking, its eyes were wide open, i reached down and rubbed him a little, no response. i rolled him over, and it seemed as if i was moving a dead body. he seemed to be sitting in a puddle of his own urine and when i rolled him over i looked strait into its eyes. and he had that same, frightened, panicked, look in his eyes, that i was sure that i also had. My heart stopped. i stood up so fast i nearly blacked out. everyone stopped. oh god i though.. no....this cant be happening...shit. did i just say that????? yep...everyone heard me. i didnt know what to say...was i responsible? i said in a tear cracked shaken voice..."shane.....i dont think this puppys right man......sniff....." shane jumped up and examined him...and just like that. the fucking thing got up. scratched itself. took a drink of water, re-situated itself, and went to sleep...."impossible i said...no fucking way...i just stared that dog strait in the eyes....i was looking him in the eyes, while he watched his own life flash before his eyes.." my freinds told me to chill out and sit down..that the puppy was fine. that my mind had made the illusion. but how...i still dont understand....if anyone does....