My expectations were high for a night of crazy fun hanging out in at least 2 different places. It was saturday night and I was feeling like partying, which I usually don't feel up to. First stop was a hotel room rented by my friend A. He had a few people over drinking and doing lines of K, and best of all, a hot tub!
Me and D arrived at around 21:00. There were only 6 people there having some brew. Me and D got in the hot tub and had a beer. A lovely looking babe came in and sat next to me. We chatted lightly and A came over with a metal tray with K lines on it. "Here you are, sir!" "Thank you!" I reply. I sniff up a big line and sink down in the tub. Can you feel the burn? Ohh yea...
After floating around numb in the tub we got out and smoked a J. It hit me pretty good since I don't smoke much anymore. It felt tryptamine-like and my heart sped up. I was still feelin fine though and having fun saying crazy stuff with the people around me.
D was feeling ok to drive since he only had 2 beers so we leave, because more people were coming and it was just getting too crowded for comfort. Our plan B was either the bowling alley bar or laser tag with night vision. It being unseasonably warm, although damp, we decide on laser tag. A guy I know who lives up in the sticks rents out some great gear if you give a deposit, CC# and you aren't a punk kid, which we are sometimes but he doesn't know that.
We pick up C on the way, who is sober and becomes our designated driver. I start to feel dulled down from the wearing off of the weed, K and beer so I stop by my place to pick up something to help me and D wake up. 6 grams of potent cubensis! We eat 3g each at 23:30 then I call the rental guy up and see whats going on. He said he has 4 laser tag modules and strap on night vision goggles.
After calling some people at the hotel room to see if we can get 1 more laser tag player, we give up because they are drunk and irritating. We arrive at the rental place at midnight, and I feel the effects flowing smooth but accelerating. We deal with the paperwork and payments quickly to get out of the light. He says we can stay as long as we want but to be careful with the stuff and don't drink alcohol. We put on knee pads for easy crouching.
We walk to the place about 100 meters from the rental house. It is a field with some trees around, then a dense patch of dark forest with log barracades built for the purpose of paintball or laser tag. There is a light on a telephone pole about halfway between this spot and the house, so it provides light about like moonlight from a half moon on a partly cloudy night.
I turn on my hands free night vision goggles which were strapped to my head. It still amazes me, even after wearing these many times before, how cool and advanced some technologies are. It isn't quite like the movies though, these are first generation night vision and after a certain distance, like 50 meters, are out of focus.
I feel the rising jolting energy of the psilocin. I see some bending in the peripheral vision. We decide to start off all against each other. We walk about 20 meters and form a triangle. "Begin!" And off we go. And WOW, what a spectacular sight! ("Laser"tag guns shoot infrared light in the same frequency which the night vision picks up and turns to visible light). The collar around my neck vibrates hard and fast indicating I'm hit. It scares me at first, almost feeling like a shock. We laugh and run around when soon D starts tripping too hard. He stops and falls on his knees. "Stop guys.. don't feel well.."
My trip keeps speeding up fast. I unstrap the goggles and hang them from my neck. My hands look oh so strange and everything still looks green. "Whats wrong D?"
"Im tripping too hard, ah, can we go? I'm going to freak out.."
"No, D, everything is fine. We can go if you must leave, sure. Theres nothing to worry about, you're just tripping"
Then he starts crying hard. He purposely falls down on the ground and covers his face with his arms. The night vision gets smashed
. I take his gear off of him and inspect the damage. Large dent and cracked dirty lens. Right on a fucking rock. "Come on, lets get you home D. No shame in that". C also tries to comfort him. He sets our gear on a picnic table. Then, D takes off running. I immediately give chase but hurt my ankle when I step into a depression. I fall and yell for D to come help, not that I needed it, just wanted him to come.
It looked like he hid behind a tree up ahead about 20 meters. The lighting in this area was poor to none, there was no moon and the pole light wasn't reaching the area well.
***
I lost the urge to go into detail. What happened was, D had a bad flashback from a paintball+acid+bad people incident which gave him PTSD 2 months ago (which you can find in a post by D in another trip report of mine). He got severe derealization and forgot who we were and thought we were going to hurt him. I won't share anything else about D's side of the story unless he tells me its ok or he decides to write what happened to him. I will say though, what happened this night was serious and turned a decent night into hell; but it wasn't his fault. I'll finish minor detailing later.
(EDIT: STORY CONTINUED IN POST #10)
Me and D arrived at around 21:00. There were only 6 people there having some brew. Me and D got in the hot tub and had a beer. A lovely looking babe came in and sat next to me. We chatted lightly and A came over with a metal tray with K lines on it. "Here you are, sir!" "Thank you!" I reply. I sniff up a big line and sink down in the tub. Can you feel the burn? Ohh yea...
After floating around numb in the tub we got out and smoked a J. It hit me pretty good since I don't smoke much anymore. It felt tryptamine-like and my heart sped up. I was still feelin fine though and having fun saying crazy stuff with the people around me.
D was feeling ok to drive since he only had 2 beers so we leave, because more people were coming and it was just getting too crowded for comfort. Our plan B was either the bowling alley bar or laser tag with night vision. It being unseasonably warm, although damp, we decide on laser tag. A guy I know who lives up in the sticks rents out some great gear if you give a deposit, CC# and you aren't a punk kid, which we are sometimes but he doesn't know that.
We pick up C on the way, who is sober and becomes our designated driver. I start to feel dulled down from the wearing off of the weed, K and beer so I stop by my place to pick up something to help me and D wake up. 6 grams of potent cubensis! We eat 3g each at 23:30 then I call the rental guy up and see whats going on. He said he has 4 laser tag modules and strap on night vision goggles.
After calling some people at the hotel room to see if we can get 1 more laser tag player, we give up because they are drunk and irritating. We arrive at the rental place at midnight, and I feel the effects flowing smooth but accelerating. We deal with the paperwork and payments quickly to get out of the light. He says we can stay as long as we want but to be careful with the stuff and don't drink alcohol. We put on knee pads for easy crouching.
We walk to the place about 100 meters from the rental house. It is a field with some trees around, then a dense patch of dark forest with log barracades built for the purpose of paintball or laser tag. There is a light on a telephone pole about halfway between this spot and the house, so it provides light about like moonlight from a half moon on a partly cloudy night.
I turn on my hands free night vision goggles which were strapped to my head. It still amazes me, even after wearing these many times before, how cool and advanced some technologies are. It isn't quite like the movies though, these are first generation night vision and after a certain distance, like 50 meters, are out of focus.
I feel the rising jolting energy of the psilocin. I see some bending in the peripheral vision. We decide to start off all against each other. We walk about 20 meters and form a triangle. "Begin!" And off we go. And WOW, what a spectacular sight! ("Laser"tag guns shoot infrared light in the same frequency which the night vision picks up and turns to visible light). The collar around my neck vibrates hard and fast indicating I'm hit. It scares me at first, almost feeling like a shock. We laugh and run around when soon D starts tripping too hard. He stops and falls on his knees. "Stop guys.. don't feel well.."
My trip keeps speeding up fast. I unstrap the goggles and hang them from my neck. My hands look oh so strange and everything still looks green. "Whats wrong D?"
"Im tripping too hard, ah, can we go? I'm going to freak out.."
"No, D, everything is fine. We can go if you must leave, sure. Theres nothing to worry about, you're just tripping"
Then he starts crying hard. He purposely falls down on the ground and covers his face with his arms. The night vision gets smashed
It looked like he hid behind a tree up ahead about 20 meters. The lighting in this area was poor to none, there was no moon and the pole light wasn't reaching the area well.
***
I lost the urge to go into detail. What happened was, D had a bad flashback from a paintball+acid+bad people incident which gave him PTSD 2 months ago (which you can find in a post by D in another trip report of mine). He got severe derealization and forgot who we were and thought we were going to hurt him. I won't share anything else about D's side of the story unless he tells me its ok or he decides to write what happened to him. I will say though, what happened this night was serious and turned a decent night into hell; but it wasn't his fault. I'll finish minor detailing later.
(EDIT: STORY CONTINUED IN POST #10)
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