a friend of mine to agree
to participate in a private and almost certainly fictional study. Once
and a while he
would ingest an illegal substance, attempt to spend a normal day at
work, and record what
happened. Then he would send the results to me.
Unfortunately, after this experiment with Psilocybin
(Magic Mushrooms) he was found drowned in a small pond in a field. Here
the results, which I recovered from his diary by breaking into his
house and stealing it.
a friend of mine to agree
to participate in a private and almost certainly fictional study. Once
and a while he
would ingest an illegal substance, attempt to spend a normal day at
work, and record what
happened. Then he would send the results to me.
Unfortunately, after this experiment with Psilocybin
(Magic Mushrooms) he was found drowned in a small pond in a field. Here
the results, which I recovered from his diary by breaking into his
house and stealing it.
Part 3 – Mushrooms
Wednesday, September 10th
7:00 AM:
Alright. It’s probably no good for me to drive, I took it about 45
minutes ago. I feel it working already. It isn’t too
far to the office. I might just have to walk. I’ll cut through the
park. Hope I’ll be alright to work once this kicks in. I’m sure it’ll
be fine.
7:28 AM:
I’m feeling great. The sun came
out from behind the clouds. It’s so bright; everything seems to thrum.
Wow. Amazing. I can see every sparkle from the rocks of the pavement,
like diamonds. Kind of a cold morning but the sun is warming me and
seems so inviting. Invittingggg. In-vite-ing. What a strange word, like
inviting over and intite-tation. Invita-shon, stay-shon.
I’m sooo
happy. Hahaha. Strraaaaannngeeeeeee. Think I’ll sit on this sidewalk
and just listen to the rustle of the trees. Whooossh, whiissssh. I
could sit or sit and day. Sit on sit, or, wait. I could: Sit. All. Day.
There. Thoughts getting all jumbled, haha.
7:39 AM:
Yah!
Whoa…I doze off just now? Still seems like morning. Haha. A morning
in mourning. Good mourning sun! Good mourning cemetery gates! There
aren’t any cemeteries around here. I never saw one. Wait, what? I think
I know I was going somewhere…just-can’t-place…
8:45 AM:
What? Just now a tall man passed. Who is that man? Who is
it? Does he suspect? Gave me the funniest look but I couldn’t help but
laugh at his rumpled up face. Hahaha rumpled!
Can you believe it?! Greeeat. I’ll look up and see him again. Mmm. Long
gone. Nobody around for miles. Haha, time fliessss but crawls. Oh you
know I’m restless, very restless restless. I have to move and get UP.
I’ll get up and go. Walk. Any second now. Come on! What is this? Just
get UP get UP! Hahah it won’t work. Nobody can go anywhere.
10:32 AM:
Ten
thirty two…ten thirty two can’t be ten thirty two I…when..that bug
landed on my face, I got up. Look at that sun. So hot. Soooo hot
whewww. OK going heading down an—whoa. Just heard the strangest sound.
My heart jumped and my stomach was says waaaggg. Haha: Waagg. It talks.
Wait what was
that? The tiniest voice I ever heard, sqkeaking or
skampering. Maybe it wasn’t but saw something move in the corner of my
eye. I know it I am not crazy. Cray-zee. Wait don’t look. Keep going,
if it sees you
see IT… trouble. There isn’t even anything. You know you must’ve
imagined…but it was small and moved like bird. My heart jumped in my
chest like I said hours before; I might’ve screamed I don’t know. Hey!
Hey! Rustling bushes! Get out getout! Gogo ohhh
noooooo no
nononononorun.
10:35 AM:
That was
almost mechanical, what
could make such a sound! Oh god! Hahah, I can’t run thi—no my leg!
AAAHHHHHEYLP! Whooaaa spinning whoooaaaaaaaaaaaggggowowowow! Help
pleawher—Oh. I think I fell. The grass might be wet but I can’t feel
wetness. Some dirt was in my mouth and can’t even taste. Taste
is…broken. I can’t taste. Can’t feel fingers unless I move. I’ll
wait. What if someone might be around?
10:52 AM:
Oooh my stomach. I think it
hurts. Does it? Figure it out. Oohhh my stomach mystomach. What is wrong?
Aggggg whatisthat! Bug. Look at this beetle here. Right at my
face, crawl. I would eat this beetle, if only I were a creature.
Creeeeachuuuree-ruh. Some creatures eat beetles but what kind. No don’t
go! It went over into that grass.
Hahahah wow. What is this? Something
isn’t rightt…Uhhh my stomach. ooohhhhhhhh. Mmmpph. Just lie here some
time more I can’t move. Oooh it burns tight. My stomach I need
medicine. Tums medicine. Try to get home and see what I, aaaggg
owwowowow!
11:05 AM:
Oh
whathaveIdone whathaveIdone whathaveIdone whathaveIdone this isn’t
right it isn’t right my mind can’t stop it can’t stop stop stop oh when
will it end it neverever ends what if it doesn’t end it will be forever
it will be forever it will be forever forever forever- No. Doesn’t
happen. But still it could still it might have done something what if
it doesn’t end you- ahh. Stomach again. Ooohhhh ow. I can’t do… I
can’t. Justgo.
