AcidRainDrops
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It started out as many of my acid trips do, with the uncertainty of weather we were going to get at all, followed by the excitement of finally having the tabs in my hand. This was the last time were going to trip together, as we were all moving off to college in a week and going are separate ways. Four of us tripped. Myself, who I'll call Dan, Sam, Nick, and Jim (all fake), all taking 6 hits. Twice as many as Ive ever taken before. Now when I trip, I dont like to be very active. Sitting and chain smoking whilst talking about life is the ideal trip for me. Call me a pussy or what not but im always very afraid of gettin in trouble or doing something stupid and hurting myself. But tonight was Special. The plan was to go cliff jumping. If you dont know what cliff jumping is, its pretty self explanatory. You go to a known high cliff that hangs over a river or lake, and dive in all night. Now these cliffs are usually pretty high, this one exceeding 30 feet from the river.
We drop at about 900 pm. As soon as we drop we jump in Jim's car and head for the river which is about 25 minutes away. By the time we get there, the effects are starting to show. Now let me take a minute to explain the setting, The parking lot where we park is right off the road. From there you walk maybe a quarter mile to the river. But the cliff where we jump is on the other side, so you have to swim across in order to Jump, which also means you have to bring plenty of Ziploc bags to keep things that need to be dry, dry. From there you walk up a dirt path thats maybe 50 feet over from the actual cliff. and behind the cliff/river, there are miles of woods (hope I explained that well enough).
Once we get there, Jumping in the river is not frighting at all. We all have done it plenty of times before and know are way around the Cliff/Basin bellow. It is actually rather fun, laughing, Jumping, Smoking cigarettes and talking about life. We continue this until about 1130 maybe 1200.
Around that time, another group of patrons show up. Know one we know, not that it is in anyway odd that other people came. As this is a well known spot, and it is a Saturday night in the summer. Seemingly friendly at first, a group of five guys just looking to jump. so we socialize for a bit, in between jumps. They have no idea we are on acid or anything. But while i am sitting there, getting dry and putting my shoes and shirt on, Im relaxing and smoking a cig by myself. I have this paranoid feeling, not overwhelming or anything. Just a heightend state of awareness. At this time Sam and Jim are jumping in, Nick is off talkin to 2 of the newly met jumpers, and the 3 other unknowns are standing maybe five feet from me talking. This paranoia becomes stronger, and i start to eves drop on what I could from the unknowns conversation.
Thats when it got scary, I couldn't hear quite everything they were saying, but what i could stuck out in my mind and i can remember still to this day. It consisted of:
Man A: Where are we gonna hide the bodys?
Man B: Im not sure, not the river, they'll show up too quick
Man C: You think they'll put up a struggle?
Man B: No there all on somethin, this should be easy
Man C: Hardest part is gonna be movin them where no one finds them
Instantly my mind went "Oh shit oh shit oh fuck fuck fuck!" I run over to nick and told him i need to talk to him right now. I Pull him aside and tell him of the dire information i have just heard. His reaction is that im just trippin and theres no reason to get freaked out. Well I do not take his response well. I preceded to bolt into the woods in an attempt to escape what was sure to become of me and my companions.
I run for what seems like hours before finally stopping to take a breather. The trees are breathing and waving and all the branches and leaves are waning like a windy day in Chicago. But its not windy on this night. I sit down, light a cigarette, and think on my next move. God its hard to concentrate with all this movement. I start to go over what just happend. Is it possible i was just trippin and its a figure of my mind? What if i miss heard? Or, what if they killed my friends? At about that time I heard something out in the woods. A russeling of leaves. I stand up, listening, and it starts getting violent. I realize something is moving towards me, and fast. I start running again as fast as i can in the other direction. Hoping to escape whatever foul manner of beast or man is chasing me. I hear growling. While running, I come to a barbed wire fence... in the middle of the woods. I jump it to the best of my ability (at that point I was near exhausted from running so much), while jumping, I slice open both my hands. But I keep running. Eventually i slow to a walk once I realize Im completely lost and after I think I have lost whatever was chasing me.
At about this time, Is when the voices start talking to me. Saying things like "You'll never get out of this woods Dan," "You're going the wrong way stupid, turn around." and "You're friends are dead, and its because of you, you're gonna die too ya know." When I say voices, I mean voices, not thoughts in my head. They are as clear as your mother telling you to get washed up for dinner. At first, they scare me, to the point where i am convinced these voices were not in my head, and they are coming from someone or something else in the woods. To the point where i go from scared to crying to angry and spiteful of these voices. Refusing to listen, and even saying aloud "Shut the fuck up already!" Shortly there after they cease.
As I continue to walk I come to a clearing in the woods. Now even this clearing is odd, Its a giant Cement circle, surrounded by a 20 feet of grass in every direction then woods. Like a culdesac with no street. Once again i stop and take rest in this cement port in the storm. I light another cigarette and take a seat. Praying to god if he'll just get me out of here alive I owe him one or two. My hands have stopped bleeding by now. I decide to lay down. Maybe if i just let my peak pass Ill be able to get up and navigate my way back to some sort of civilization. I focus on the stars. Wow the stars are pretty in the middle of the woods at night peaking on LSD. I lay there for what must have been a couple hours. I have no real judge of time because I left my cell phone on the side of the river so it didnt get destroyed when i originally swam across. But I know that when I get up to make one last attempt at an escape from the woods, It must be somewhere around 600 am, because of what happens next.
I walk for again, what seems, about 45 minutes. At this time its about 630 am. I can tell this because its that time of morning where its almost time for sunrise. The skys not quite blue but not completely black either. Then suddenly, I come to the river basin that I started this epic journey on. No ones there, not my friends, not the unkowns, no one. I dont know what to do, when i remember that my phone is sitting right across the river. All i have to do is swim over. I get my bearings straight for where exactly i need to swim to, when I see a shadowy figure about 50 yards over from me, across the river walking down the hill. I hide, only to realize its an older woman with gray curly hair. Phew, i think. I come out from hiding and wave my hand and yell "Hi, Wat are you doing here?" She turns her head and looks at me, and says nothing. Then turns her head back, and steps on the water. When she steps, she doesn't sink, she continues to take steps walking across the water like Jesus christ himself! Im frozen, half because i cant believe wat im seeing and half because my minds been fucked with too much to even accept this as reality. She gets accross the river, which is still about 50 yards away from me. Im like fuck this and start swimming as fast as i can. At this point im not even really scared anymore because I figure if im gonna die tonight then I wont have any say in it anyways. I get to shore. Find my phone and call Sam, he answers. He says they looked for me all night but eventually turned around and went back to the car and left. They come back to pick me up and I proceed to tell them of my more than strange night in the woods.
I have never heard any of the voices or seen any actually animate objects before or after that night while on drugs. Im not saying that they were real but it only ever happend that one time. This event happend a year ago to the month and i it took me until july before i would take a psychedelic again and even then i would only take one hit of LSD. Im not sure that I ever will take more than that again. But one thing left stranded in the mind of me and my companions. After I ran into the woods, nick chased after me. When Sam and Jim came back from jumping. Those other jumpers were gone. Now the time between me scramming and my friends showing up would have been less then 5 minutes. So that means the unknown patrons left in a hurry. Were they freaked out by my freak out? Or was something else truly supposed to happen that night and my acid trip saved our lives.... Thanks for reading
We drop at about 900 pm. As soon as we drop we jump in Jim's car and head for the river which is about 25 minutes away. By the time we get there, the effects are starting to show. Now let me take a minute to explain the setting, The parking lot where we park is right off the road. From there you walk maybe a quarter mile to the river. But the cliff where we jump is on the other side, so you have to swim across in order to Jump, which also means you have to bring plenty of Ziploc bags to keep things that need to be dry, dry. From there you walk up a dirt path thats maybe 50 feet over from the actual cliff. and behind the cliff/river, there are miles of woods (hope I explained that well enough).
Once we get there, Jumping in the river is not frighting at all. We all have done it plenty of times before and know are way around the Cliff/Basin bellow. It is actually rather fun, laughing, Jumping, Smoking cigarettes and talking about life. We continue this until about 1130 maybe 1200.
Around that time, another group of patrons show up. Know one we know, not that it is in anyway odd that other people came. As this is a well known spot, and it is a Saturday night in the summer. Seemingly friendly at first, a group of five guys just looking to jump. so we socialize for a bit, in between jumps. They have no idea we are on acid or anything. But while i am sitting there, getting dry and putting my shoes and shirt on, Im relaxing and smoking a cig by myself. I have this paranoid feeling, not overwhelming or anything. Just a heightend state of awareness. At this time Sam and Jim are jumping in, Nick is off talkin to 2 of the newly met jumpers, and the 3 other unknowns are standing maybe five feet from me talking. This paranoia becomes stronger, and i start to eves drop on what I could from the unknowns conversation.
Thats when it got scary, I couldn't hear quite everything they were saying, but what i could stuck out in my mind and i can remember still to this day. It consisted of:
Man A: Where are we gonna hide the bodys?
Man B: Im not sure, not the river, they'll show up too quick
Man C: You think they'll put up a struggle?
Man B: No there all on somethin, this should be easy
Man C: Hardest part is gonna be movin them where no one finds them
Instantly my mind went "Oh shit oh shit oh fuck fuck fuck!" I run over to nick and told him i need to talk to him right now. I Pull him aside and tell him of the dire information i have just heard. His reaction is that im just trippin and theres no reason to get freaked out. Well I do not take his response well. I preceded to bolt into the woods in an attempt to escape what was sure to become of me and my companions.
I run for what seems like hours before finally stopping to take a breather. The trees are breathing and waving and all the branches and leaves are waning like a windy day in Chicago. But its not windy on this night. I sit down, light a cigarette, and think on my next move. God its hard to concentrate with all this movement. I start to go over what just happend. Is it possible i was just trippin and its a figure of my mind? What if i miss heard? Or, what if they killed my friends? At about that time I heard something out in the woods. A russeling of leaves. I stand up, listening, and it starts getting violent. I realize something is moving towards me, and fast. I start running again as fast as i can in the other direction. Hoping to escape whatever foul manner of beast or man is chasing me. I hear growling. While running, I come to a barbed wire fence... in the middle of the woods. I jump it to the best of my ability (at that point I was near exhausted from running so much), while jumping, I slice open both my hands. But I keep running. Eventually i slow to a walk once I realize Im completely lost and after I think I have lost whatever was chasing me.
At about this time, Is when the voices start talking to me. Saying things like "You'll never get out of this woods Dan," "You're going the wrong way stupid, turn around." and "You're friends are dead, and its because of you, you're gonna die too ya know." When I say voices, I mean voices, not thoughts in my head. They are as clear as your mother telling you to get washed up for dinner. At first, they scare me, to the point where i am convinced these voices were not in my head, and they are coming from someone or something else in the woods. To the point where i go from scared to crying to angry and spiteful of these voices. Refusing to listen, and even saying aloud "Shut the fuck up already!" Shortly there after they cease.
As I continue to walk I come to a clearing in the woods. Now even this clearing is odd, Its a giant Cement circle, surrounded by a 20 feet of grass in every direction then woods. Like a culdesac with no street. Once again i stop and take rest in this cement port in the storm. I light another cigarette and take a seat. Praying to god if he'll just get me out of here alive I owe him one or two. My hands have stopped bleeding by now. I decide to lay down. Maybe if i just let my peak pass Ill be able to get up and navigate my way back to some sort of civilization. I focus on the stars. Wow the stars are pretty in the middle of the woods at night peaking on LSD. I lay there for what must have been a couple hours. I have no real judge of time because I left my cell phone on the side of the river so it didnt get destroyed when i originally swam across. But I know that when I get up to make one last attempt at an escape from the woods, It must be somewhere around 600 am, because of what happens next.
I walk for again, what seems, about 45 minutes. At this time its about 630 am. I can tell this because its that time of morning where its almost time for sunrise. The skys not quite blue but not completely black either. Then suddenly, I come to the river basin that I started this epic journey on. No ones there, not my friends, not the unkowns, no one. I dont know what to do, when i remember that my phone is sitting right across the river. All i have to do is swim over. I get my bearings straight for where exactly i need to swim to, when I see a shadowy figure about 50 yards over from me, across the river walking down the hill. I hide, only to realize its an older woman with gray curly hair. Phew, i think. I come out from hiding and wave my hand and yell "Hi, Wat are you doing here?" She turns her head and looks at me, and says nothing. Then turns her head back, and steps on the water. When she steps, she doesn't sink, she continues to take steps walking across the water like Jesus christ himself! Im frozen, half because i cant believe wat im seeing and half because my minds been fucked with too much to even accept this as reality. She gets accross the river, which is still about 50 yards away from me. Im like fuck this and start swimming as fast as i can. At this point im not even really scared anymore because I figure if im gonna die tonight then I wont have any say in it anyways. I get to shore. Find my phone and call Sam, he answers. He says they looked for me all night but eventually turned around and went back to the car and left. They come back to pick me up and I proceed to tell them of my more than strange night in the woods.
I have never heard any of the voices or seen any actually animate objects before or after that night while on drugs. Im not saying that they were real but it only ever happend that one time. This event happend a year ago to the month and i it took me until july before i would take a psychedelic again and even then i would only take one hit of LSD. Im not sure that I ever will take more than that again. But one thing left stranded in the mind of me and my companions. After I ran into the woods, nick chased after me. When Sam and Jim came back from jumping. Those other jumpers were gone. Now the time between me scramming and my friends showing up would have been less then 5 minutes. So that means the unknown patrons left in a hurry. Were they freaked out by my freak out? Or was something else truly supposed to happen that night and my acid trip saved our lives.... Thanks for reading
