/x/ - Paranormal

I was the only one who tripped that night, because it was all our first time and no one else wanted to. It started off good, I was seeing these strobing, totemic idols that created a horizontal line of patterns. But I ended up looking at myself in a mirror or camera everything went downhill.

At one point not long after, my vision was split into these different segments, like looking at a broken mirror. In each pane were my eyes looking back at myself with a dead-eyed, angry look. I tried to sit down after that to calm down and began to see, what I would consider to be demons. Not like, biblical demons with red skin and horns but horrible, horrible fucking faces. I can't even begin to descibe what they look at at this point because my brain has basically blocked a lot of it out. Imagine the most evil, malevolent shit that has forced you to stare into its eyes during an episode of sleep paralysis or in nightmares. Faces just distorted out of recognition, eyes so sinister and fucked up, looking at you with what I would consider to be glee and the most evil, hook-toothed smile.

I managed to keep my cool pretty well, and I played it off as just a trip, but I was just praying for it to be over. My girlfriend and I went right to bed.

The next day, we started it off with more shrooms. My girlfriend and I did anyways. It was my friends idea and he chose not to partake again, due to my episode the last night. So he ended up feeding us little bits of shrooms (because they were his) and he ended up not wanting to give us anymore before we actually had enough to trip. Like I said, the guy knows nothing about drugs, and he is now a recovering heavy narcotic addict. We ended up getting quite high regardless, and were noticing faces in the shadows of the tent we were sitting in due to the swaying leaves in the trees above us. They all looked really sad and like they were wailing.

He told us to start a bonfire so we could cook some food so we proceeded to do that, without much luck. We felt like cavemen fumbling around with fire for the first time in history, it was quite and experience on its own. So anyways, the prick came out about a half hour later and got angry with us for not having a fire ready. Later on in the day we decided to go for a walk and try to explore one of the attractions of the campground.

Mind you, this is decently far up north in Ontario. Far enough up away from major populations centers and the US border to be considered "far". The area we were in was pretty heavily wooded, old growth forest. Honestly one of the most beautiful places I've been, but I haven't really been anywhere.

So, there's an old abandoned silver mine in the park vicinity that they do tours in on the weekend, we were planning to go after hours to check it out. Buddies plan was to take more shrooms and trip on the way out there/on the way back. We all took a decent amount but not really enough to do anything. We were getting eaten by horseflies the entire way there and I didn't have shoes because I had forgotten them at home like a retard. I seriously came camping in bare feet. Anyways, we got to where we were going as we had trail maps and the cave was locked.

The mine was obviously dug into a natural cave, which was on a trail way further back off the main trail. Walking towards it almost had this dreary vibe, the flies stopped bothering us and it was pretty quiet, and not as hot as it was. The entire cave entrance was gated off with a small locked door that was chained. It was obvious why they didn't want people inside unattended, the mouth opened up into this massive cavern that just descended into darkness. I was sure as shit spooked.

Since we couldn't get inside we opted to just climb the rocky cliff that the cave descended into and smonk some more dude weed lmao on top of it. My friend and I decided we'd eat the rest of the mushrooms when we got back, the girls didn't really want anymore.

We stayed longer than we meant to and left just as the sun was a about to set. We were hauling ass pretty hard (as hard as we could with me being shoeless) but it ended up getting dark about 700 metres before our area of the camp ground. My girlfriend ended up spooking a rabbit that was in the middle of the path, which peeled off into the woods scaring the absolute shit out of us. We all sprinted for a good 50 metres until we realised what happened and laughed it off.

Not two minutes after that, I glanced over into the forest and saw 4 or 5 sets of eyes glinting in the moonlight staring at us. I quickly paced up to my girlfriend and whispered, "Don't say anything, but there's a pack of coyotes staring at us in the woods." I didn't want to tell my friend and his girlfriend because the fungal jew was hitting them and they were already freaked out from the rabbit incident, and being in the woods at night. Nothing happened, and when we got back to the campsite I told them what we saw. The night ended up going decently and we took more spores.

We had a pretty nice fire going, which attracted a lot of insects. I didn't have shoes so when I realized how many pillbugs, centipedes, spiders and other gross things were crawling on my feet I had a bit of a mental break and I've hated bugs ever since. I sat with my feet up in the chair brushing my legs off all night.

At one point, I pointed out that the fire had burned a face into the side of the metal fire pit. We all saw it. It looked like one of the faces from my trip the first night. My then-friend went into panic mode and tried to scrape it away with a stick to limited success.

We went home the next day and he screamed at his girlfriend and called her a dumb bitch the entire ride home.

Someone really wants your D… in this saturated voice that is somehow low in opacity, and there's an echo. The echo is more prominent.

Followed by this baby's giggle. And a raddle.

Some girl with buck teeth is bopping at a cash register, with her hand in the air waving around 2 and 3, muttering into a mike and calling out orders. Mike doesn't like her that way but she's doing it anyways.

Since it's a strictly female's do the picking for underlings, he can't really say no, else he'll be alone for a very long time. Because he said no before, and women need him to commit suicide, any means necessary. The only way to find solace, in this world, in his reality, is to have him break down mentally and commit suicide.

Questions from him can be met with: the world is not out to get you, you don't know how insane you sound.

It's like the Haute Road, but in a different way. Being a realist doesn't work with mental health professionals. Because they'll give you a mental disorder.

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