>I'm passed another flask of carfe. Bottoms up. A big pull and I feel it flood me. Strong stuff this. I glance around to the other party goers. World's already blurring. Gotta slow down a bit I guess. I start to pass but...
>I have no strength in my arm. I hear voices as I struggle against my own muscles.
>"Reed, dude?" I see fingers snapping in front of my eyes.
>"Oh I'm cool just a bit too much at once." I say. I focus intently as I match a few gazes of the other saurians at this little house party.
>They glance at each other. I hear a whisper "What did he say?"
>The guy to my right takes the flask finally and gives it a swirl.
>"Wait how much of this did you take?"
>"Just the normal amount dude, one mouthful." I reassure and lean back.
>The room seems to go quiet. "Did no one tell him this was the undiluted one?" Huh?
>I lean back and can't stop. I keep going and going and going. I feel almost like I'm falling. Oh shit this is bad. I start to feel it creep in. We've pushed all the way passed fun and right into terrifying.
>I've been here a few times, not somewhere I generally like being. I try to ground myself, open my eyes to find myself, a distraction. The outside world is even worse than the inside. The ceiling is gray and the world is moving, bumping. I can't move.
>I hear voices I don't recognize and touches I didn't consent to. I can't speak either as it feels like something's on my face. I itch, my limbs hurt.
>I blink and now see the sky. It's dark and stars are out. A light passes over and I instinctively blink again. Every time my eyes shut the darkness swirls, forming faces in the void mocking me. Laughing. Reminding me why I run away into carfe. I open again.
>White ceiling this time, and it's moving. I'm still shaking and rattling as I hear voices around me again. Even more that I don't recognize. I wanna throw up.
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