So to make this short I’m in the national guard and every year for two weeks we go to a base and train. Knowing I can’t do any sort of drugs other than something that’s legal, I decided to trip on some Benadryl at around 9 so I can have some fun and than go to sleep by myself. Low dosage (for me atelast) of about 450 to 500. So it’s great and after an hour I’m pretty high.
Feeling good I have a bunk bed to myself the lights were off it was quite and nice. Then o had to use the bathroom. I did not want to get up because the bathroom was a separate building and I had to get up and walk to it. I have been at this fort for like 6 hours so I do not know my way around. So for the first about 15 mins I kept walking in and out of my barracks building up more and more anxiety. And that’s when things started to get.. bad.
In front of my bunk someone hung up they’re uniform so every time I looked over it scare me cause I thought it was a person just starring at me. But eh I laughed it off I’m used to it. Then the spiders started to show. Yeah yeah spiders okay one would show up and I would look at it realizing it was just a screw in the locker or something so whatever. I walked to the bathroom and I looked at my eyes, totally blood shot. Haha awesome I thought. Walked out the back exit for no reason cause I was fuck d up. Just was walking for a few steps then I looked up. Oh my god, I thought. Where the fuck am I? I freaked. Usually I don’t, I can handle drugs better than the normal person. Not tonight.
Things were going a little south. And I could tell. And I dreaded it. I’ve had a bad acid trip and it started having the same things happening. I couldn’t handle it. Not again. I was pacing everywhere. Like a little kid screaming for his mom when he’s lost at a grocery store. The weird part was. Not once did I think to call a friend to calm me down. And I usually do that. Anyway, I was lost. For what seemed like hours I kept walking and looking at what seemed like th same building. Every single building around that area where the barracks were white and had red doors. And none of them were different. Only the numbers. I then realized that the bathrooms have the letter A,B, or C. We were next to A so that’s what I looked for.
Knowing there were security cameras everywhere, I had to act fast. If I was caught roaming around noticeably fucked up, I’d be done. I kept seeing C and B. No A. Fuck. And then after what seemed like days, I found it. I just went to the next building and it was the barracks. The lights were off so I assumed they were asleep at this point cause when I left there were still a few lights on. Okay cool, I can relax. I was still a bit anxious and extremely fucked up. I took out my phone and used the bright screen as a flashlight instead the built in one. It was to bright. So ever so often it would go out, which didn’t help. My bed was the fifth one down so I went there and none of my stuff was there. Oh cmon I instantly thought. I looked everywhere. Nothing. My duffle bag, my book bag, my iPad my chargers my pillow my comforter. All gone. No. My friends are fucking with me. So I was frustrated I was freaking out, at least not yet.
But I started to realize, everyone was asleep. Why would they just take my stuff without at least seeing what my reaction was? Also o haven’t known these guys for very long little over 3 weeks. Also there was a sleeping bag on the bed, which would’ve been in my duffle bag. None of it made sense. What happened to my stuff? Was I tripping? Was it actually there and I just have gone crazy? I was in full panic mode, my senses started betraying me. This is when the visuals got so insanely real, I still don’t know which was fake and what wasn’t. At first it the normal. Spiders. But like they were so realistic. And it didn’t help that these barracks were disgusting and had cobwebs everywhere already. Thousands of spiders. Everywhere. I couldn’t get away from them. I was still looking. I don’t even remember why I was even still in there. I don’t know why I just didn’t leave. I felt trapped. Then.
The mice. The mice were so real. At first it ran across the floor. My heart literally ripped out of my chest like the fucking movie Alien. Was that real? Oh my god. I couldn’t even trust my sight. I didn’t know what was real? Was it all fake? Am I just sleeping in my room right now? I turned to the corner of the bed I had already checked 80 times by now for my stuff and a mouse just popped right beside my face on the bed. It scared me to all hell. But then. The most realistic and horrifying hallucination I’ve ever had happened when I looked down at the ground and saw a mouse laying on its back in pure fear. Probably about to die. In real life I’d save him. Now. I was petrified. I backed away slowly like in the damn movies. I looked closer.
This can’t be real. I shined my light on it, a pair of keys. I was confused. I looked closer to see almost my final breaking point. 2 centipedes crawling on the keys. I fucking hate centipedes. (Who doesn’t?) I still don’t know if it was fake. It probably was but it just looked so absolutely real. I was done it’s over. I shined my light on the bed to see a person looking at me with pure anger. I was beside his bed probably looking like a fucking crazy person staring to car keys on the ground. Little did he know what I thought I saw. I looked up to see a head popping out from the corner. A shadow person. I could hear his whispers. I shined the light on the head. Another guy whispering to me. I quickly shined the light away walking to I don’t even remember. But finally a voice came from a bed.
He was like what the hell are you looking for dude? My breathe was so short and fast I barley muttered the words “I can’t find my shit, someone stole it’s not there.” He sounded so annoyed but still decided to help for his benefit I presume. “Are you at the right barracks?” Right when he said that something in my head snapped. It’s like I got a little dose of reality. “There’s two buildings are you at the right one?” I didn’t even answer him I just went right for the exit. Not looking back and then when I opened the door I realized that I had no shoes or socks on. I fucking took them off when I thought i was at the right bed earlier. I couldn’t leave my shoes and socks at some random guys bunk. I shut the door and just ran back to get my shoes and my brain decided to keep fucking with me.
This one is a little hard to explain but you know those dust particles that you can see when the sun shines through a window or something and you can see those dust particles. Well when I shined my light on the top bunk I saw those dust particles. Except I didn’t see them as dust particles, there were thousands of red ants crawling all over the mattress. I was just in shock. I went bonkers. My brain just shut off and I started to just pick up all these poor guys things thinking they were mine and I ran out. When I stopped at the door I realized that I had half this guys outfits but I couldn’t go back. So I just threw them on the floor and ran out the door. Finally I knew we’re I was. My barracks were right in sight. But my brain decided to fuck with me one more time. I was walking towards my barracks when there was a shadow of a man walking right beside my barracks. Oh no. I’m fucked. I just put my head and paced faster. But so did the figure. My heart was racing and then I got closer and realized that it was my own fucking shadow on the barracks wall from the street light. I actually just laughed.
Sigh of relief and walked into my barracks to see familiar faces just hanging out and eating pizza and I honestly don’t remember anything that happened after that. I woke up the next day and didn’t really remember anything other than I walked into the wrong barracks and thought my stuff got stolen. But I’m sitting here in class and
I keep remembering all the horrifying things I saw. And I get what you’re saying like bro I’ve tripped on dph and saw shadow figures and aliens. And so have i I’ve done salvia and acid. But there’s something different about seeing insects and rodents that you think are there. Cause it could’ve been real. It could’ve all been a dream. I’m still trying to wrap my brain around. But I can’t.