Hallucinogenic overdose (Warning GRAPHIC CONTENT) excerpt from A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Souls (C) 2016
Vlad’s seizure lasts for five minutes, which seems like an eternity to Joshua and his friends. They stand there helpless while Vlad flops and twitches like a fish taken out of water.
Finally, Vlad comes to and opens his eyes. He looks up from where he is lying on the floor. He sees the faces of his friends looking down at him in concern.
“We thought you were going to be deceased. You scared the fuck out of us” Boris says.
Joshua lends Vlad a hand and helps him to his feet.
“We were going to put you in your car and leave you in the parking lot at Walmart if you croaked” Timothy says and starts laughing. No one else finds his joke very funny.
The circle of friends start sawing off chunks of steak, shoveling it into their mouths. All eyes are rapt on the movie that is playing on the television. Tombstone is still playing. It has reached the part where Doc Holiday is at the piano, drunk, playing a rendition of Chopin’s nocturne. Everyone recites the line that inevitably comes. “It’s Friedrich Fucking Chopin” they all say along with the character on the screen. The melancholy of the tune provides a good counterpoint to the festivities in the house.
Vlad has gotten up and gone to the kitchen to retrieve his bottle of scotch. He helps himself to two cans of coke. He plans on getting drunk off his ass tonight. He has already finished his steak. He hasn’t broke himself of his habit of wolfing down his food. He refills his glass with whiskey. The ratio is half scotch, half coke.
He has a seat on the couch next to Timothy and Boris. He already has a good buzz from the first drink that he finished. That is the good thing about quality scotch, it does not take much of it to get you drunk. It’s a cleaner high. You get what you pay for. He sips on his drink.
Joshua has begun drinking in earnest as well. He has a bottle of Seagram’s VO Canadian whiskey. He mixes it with sprite that has been chilled in the refrigerator.
The other participants in the impromptu party are enjoying Crown Royal from Joshua’s stockpile of liquor. Joshua has been very generous on this night. He has spent half of his paycheck on various spirits. Everyone in the room slowly gets pleasantly intoxicated. The steaks are finished by everyone. It is a true culinary delight that mixes well with the alcohol.
“What is the useless piece of skin around a vagina?” Joshua asks everyone in the living room. Vlad, Timothy, and Boris all rack their brains for a good rejoinder to the question, but no one is able to come up with a good reply.
“It’s called a woman.” Joshua shouts. Everybody starts laughing. It is just like Joshua to wax philosophical after imbibing booze. Joshua has been known to become loquacious when drinking. He has already drank five cocktails, making frequent trips to the fridge to get more sprite to mix with his whiskey.
“Yes, they all need to get rectified!” Timothy says.
“Indeed they do. You all know what time it is.” Joshua says, he moves over to the entertainment center and selects one of his favorite pornographic DVD’s. The name of it is anal destruction. Joshua’s favorite viewing pleasure when it comes to porn is the ones of the anal variety where a woman is taking it up the ass. He ejects Tombstone from the DVD player and inserts the erotic movie.
Vlad has finished his second drink. After a moment of quiet reflection, he decides to dispense with mixing his drink with coke. He takes the bottle of Glenfiddich and pours the whiskey into his cup, filling it. He takes a big gulp of the whiskey and feels it burning on the way down. His head has begun to spin and he likes it. Watching the porn with his friends feels strange to him. There is an element of self control in it for him. If he had been by himself watching these scenes he would have his pants down and would be relieving himself of the sexual tension that he feels building. Nevertheless, he enjoys the experience.
While the porn plays on the screen, Vlad slowly finds his way to the bottom of the bottle of scotch. He has hit a new peak in his drinking. The most he usually drinks is only half a fifth, but the scotch tastes so heavenly that he keeps refilling his cup, then finally drinks straight from the bottle like a real alcoholic. This is the drunkest I’ve ever been, he thinks to himself and he lounges on the couch. Joshua takes note of Vlad’s intoxicated state and gives him the thumbs up sign right before he asks him for his car keys. Driving safely would be impossible for Vlad, so he gladly hands over his car keys.
“I have a special treat for everybody!” Joshua announces to everybody. He pulls a baggie out of one of the drawers of the coffee table. Inside the bag are mushrooms, freshly harvested from a cow field. They contain the hallucinogenic drug psilocybin.
“Are those what I think they are?” Vlad asks
“Indeed they are. We are all going to take a trip tonight without having to leave the house. Boris knows how to prepare them.” Joshua says, handing the bag over to Boris who takes the bag of magic mushrooms into the kitchen. Vlad feels a fleeting feeling of foreboding. He has already drank a bottle of scotch. He is also aware of the psych meds that he is on. He takes prozac to keep his depressive disorder at bay. He knows that he is not supposed to drink on top of that but does it anyway. He wonders how the alcohol, antidepressants, and mushrooms will interact. If he hadn’t been so drunk he would have been intensely worried. He shrugs off the twinge of anxiety and it is quickly forgotten.
All is quiet in the kitchen for a while Vlad notes. He has begun to doze while Joshua and Timothy discuss the finer points of the pornographic movie playing on the television. He almost falls asleep, then the jarring sound of a blender being operated snaps him out of it.
Boris comes into the living room carrying a pitcher full of a blackish liquid. Joshua and Timothy both slam their drinks down to empty their cups. Joshua is the first to refill his cup with the shroom kool aide. He sampled it and remarks:
“This stuff tastes like ass. I suppose that is to be expected since these things grow on cow patties.”
Vlad, Timothy, and Boris each take turns filling their cups with the kool aide. They all come to the same decision and quickly drain their cups since the drink tastes so awful. Most sane persons would not drink any more of it, but sanity is overrated at this party. Everybody refills their cups, drinks, then repeats the process till there is nothing left in the container.
“I have just the thing for us to watch now. I bought it just for this occasion. He goes over to the entertainment center and gets his newly purchased copy of The Exorcist. It is still in it’s original plastic. Joshua unwraps the DVD and puts it in the DVD player.
Ten minutes into the movie, the mushrooms start to take effect. Vlad notices that the walls have started to glow.
“Did you hear that?” Timothy asks. He is hearing the howling of a wolf in his ears. Boris has started to cry like a baby. He is definitely starting to have a bad trip.
Vlad doesn’t pay much attention to the movie. His mind is supplying him with enough entertainment to keep him busy. He notes that a huge snake has appeared on the floor and is slowly slithering across the carpet. The vision is comical to him since the snake appears to be smiling. Who ever heard to a smiling snake?
The kool aide has had a strange effect on everyone’s sense of time. Half an hour passes by without the young men noticing. They have settled into watching The Exorcist. The scene where the possessed girl projectile vomits on the priest comes on. Joshua looks on in horror as the vomit is propelled from the television screen, outward and into his living room.
“Fuck, did you guys see that?” Joshua asks. He can almost feel the green split pea looking vomit all over him. It feels slimy and putrid. He can smell it. It reminds him of the scent of a rotting animal carcass.
No one answers Joshua’s question. Timothy has taken his shirt off and is screaming his head off. Visions of his abusive father and leather belts assault his senses.
“Chill the fuck out Timothy!” Joshua roars. Timothy only screams louder. Joshua gets up from his seat on the floor and slaps Timothy across the face with a well aimed pimp slap. He hits him so hard his teeth rattle. A trickle of blood leaks out of his mouth. The yelling has stopped and everyone looks at Joshua. Vlad looks at Timothy’s face and sees that it has started to melt, revealing the skull underneath.
The sight of the skull and the flesh oozing off of it has turned Vlad’s stomach sour. He can feel the contents of it churning. The sudden urge to throw up has taken hold of him. He gets up from the sofa and runs to the bathroom. It would be an unforgivable sin to vomit in the living room. He opens the bathroom door just in time to vomit all over the bathroom floor. Chunks of steak and fragments of the mushrooms litter the linoleum. He looks at himself in the bathroom mirror and sees his face moving in waves like a rippling sea. He walks through his own puke back into the hallway and falls down with a heavy thud that seems to shake the house. Everyone in the living room hears it and rushes to the hallway where Vlad is on the floor having convulsions. Vlad’s eyes have rolled up into his skull. This is serious business and everyone’s buzz is ruined. Joshua suddenly feels sober, feeling a blinding moment of clarity. He is afraid that Vlad is going to die. He has visions of AMR being summoned to his house and a visit from the police along with embarrassing questions about what they had been doing.
Vlad’s seizure lasts for five minutes, which seems like an eternity to Joshua and his friends. They stand there helpless while Vlad flops and twitches like a fish taken out of water.
Finally, Vlad comes to and opens his eyes. He looks up from where he is lying on the floor. He sees the faces of his friends looking down at him in concern.
“We thought you were going to be deceased. You scared the fuck out of us” Boris says.
Joshua lends Vlad a hand and helps him to his feet.
“We were going to put you in your car and leave you in the parking lot at Walmart if you croaked” Timothy says and starts laughing. No one else finds his joke very funny.
to be continued...
Finally, Vlad comes to and opens his eyes. He looks up from where he is lying on the floor. He sees the faces of his friends looking down at him in concern.
“We thought you were going to be deceased. You scared the fuck out of us” Boris says.
Joshua lends Vlad a hand and helps him to his feet.
“We were going to put you in your car and leave you in the parking lot at Walmart if you croaked” Timothy says and starts laughing. No one else finds his joke very funny.
The circle of friends start sawing off chunks of steak, shoveling it into their mouths. All eyes are rapt on the movie that is playing on the television. Tombstone is still playing. It has reached the part where Doc Holiday is at the piano, drunk, playing a rendition of Chopin’s nocturne. Everyone recites the line that inevitably comes. “It’s Friedrich Fucking Chopin” they all say along with the character on the screen. The melancholy of the tune provides a good counterpoint to the festivities in the house.
Vlad has gotten up and gone to the kitchen to retrieve his bottle of scotch. He helps himself to two cans of coke. He plans on getting drunk off his ass tonight. He has already finished his steak. He hasn’t broke himself of his habit of wolfing down his food. He refills his glass with whiskey. The ratio is half scotch, half coke.
He has a seat on the couch next to Timothy and Boris. He already has a good buzz from the first drink that he finished. That is the good thing about quality scotch, it does not take much of it to get you drunk. It’s a cleaner high. You get what you pay for. He sips on his drink.
Joshua has begun drinking in earnest as well. He has a bottle of Seagram’s VO Canadian whiskey. He mixes it with sprite that has been chilled in the refrigerator.
The other participants in the impromptu party are enjoying Crown Royal from Joshua’s stockpile of liquor. Joshua has been very generous on this night. He has spent half of his paycheck on various spirits. Everyone in the room slowly gets pleasantly intoxicated. The steaks are finished by everyone. It is a true culinary delight that mixes well with the alcohol.
“What is the useless piece of skin around a vagina?” Joshua asks everyone in the living room. Vlad, Timothy, and Boris all rack their brains for a good rejoinder to the question, but no one is able to come up with a good reply.
“It’s called a woman.” Joshua shouts. Everybody starts laughing. It is just like Joshua to wax philosophical after imbibing booze. Joshua has been known to become loquacious when drinking. He has already drank five cocktails, making frequent trips to the fridge to get more sprite to mix with his whiskey.
“Yes, they all need to get rectified!” Timothy says.
“Indeed they do. You all know what time it is.” Joshua says, he moves over to the entertainment center and selects one of his favorite pornographic DVD’s. The name of it is anal destruction. Joshua’s favorite viewing pleasure when it comes to porn is the ones of the anal variety where a woman is taking it up the ass. He ejects Tombstone from the DVD player and inserts the erotic movie.
Vlad has finished his second drink. After a moment of quiet reflection, he decides to dispense with mixing his drink with coke. He takes the bottle of Glenfiddich and pours the whiskey into his cup, filling it. He takes a big gulp of the whiskey and feels it burning on the way down. His head has begun to spin and he likes it. Watching the porn with his friends feels strange to him. There is an element of self control in it for him. If he had been by himself watching these scenes he would have his pants down and would be relieving himself of the sexual tension that he feels building. Nevertheless, he enjoys the experience.
While the porn plays on the screen, Vlad slowly finds his way to the bottom of the bottle of scotch. He has hit a new peak in his drinking. The most he usually drinks is only half a fifth, but the scotch tastes so heavenly that he keeps refilling his cup, then finally drinks straight from the bottle like a real alcoholic. This is the drunkest I’ve ever been, he thinks to himself and he lounges on the couch. Joshua takes note of Vlad’s intoxicated state and gives him the thumbs up sign right before he asks him for his car keys. Driving safely would be impossible for Vlad, so he gladly hands over his car keys.
“I have a special treat for everybody!” Joshua announces to everybody. He pulls a baggie out of one of the drawers of the coffee table. Inside the bag are mushrooms, freshly harvested from a cow field. They contain the hallucinogenic drug psilocybin.
“Are those what I think they are?” Vlad asks
“Indeed they are. We are all going to take a trip tonight without having to leave the house. Boris knows how to prepare them.” Joshua says, handing the bag over to Boris who takes the bag of magic mushrooms into the kitchen. Vlad feels a fleeting feeling of foreboding. He has already drank a bottle of scotch. He is also aware of the psych meds that he is on. He takes prozac to keep his depressive disorder at bay. He knows that he is not supposed to drink on top of that but does it anyway. He wonders how the alcohol, antidepressants, and mushrooms will interact. If he hadn’t been so drunk he would have been intensely worried. He shrugs off the twinge of anxiety and it is quickly forgotten.
All is quiet in the kitchen for a while Vlad notes. He has begun to doze while Joshua and Timothy discuss the finer points of the pornographic movie playing on the television. He almost falls asleep, then the jarring sound of a blender being operated snaps him out of it.
Boris comes into the living room carrying a pitcher full of a blackish liquid. Joshua and Timothy both slam their drinks down to empty their cups. Joshua is the first to refill his cup with the shroom kool aide. He sampled it and remarks:
“This stuff tastes like ass. I suppose that is to be expected since these things grow on cow patties.”
Vlad, Timothy, and Boris each take turns filling their cups with the kool aide. They all come to the same decision and quickly drain their cups since the drink tastes so awful. Most sane persons would not drink any more of it, but sanity is overrated at this party. Everybody refills their cups, drinks, then repeats the process till there is nothing left in the container.
“I have just the thing for us to watch now. I bought it just for this occasion. He goes over to the entertainment center and gets his newly purchased copy of The Exorcist. It is still in it’s original plastic. Joshua unwraps the DVD and puts it in the DVD player.
Ten minutes into the movie, the mushrooms start to take effect. Vlad notices that the walls have started to glow.
“Did you hear that?” Timothy asks. He is hearing the howling of a wolf in his ears. Boris has started to cry like a baby. He is definitely starting to have a bad trip.
Vlad doesn’t pay much attention to the movie. His mind is supplying him with enough entertainment to keep him busy. He notes that a huge snake has appeared on the floor and is slowly slithering across the carpet. The vision is comical to him since the snake appears to be smiling. Who ever heard to a smiling snake?
The kool aide has had a strange effect on everyone’s sense of time. Half an hour passes by without the young men noticing. They have settled into watching The Exorcist. The scene where the possessed girl projectile vomits on the priest comes on. Joshua looks on in horror as the vomit is propelled from the television screen, outward and into his living room.
“Fuck, did you guys see that?” Joshua asks. He can almost feel the green split pea looking vomit all over him. It feels slimy and putrid. He can smell it. It reminds him of the scent of a rotting animal carcass.
No one answers Joshua’s question. Timothy has taken his shirt off and is screaming his head off. Visions of his abusive father and leather belts assault his senses.
“Chill the fuck out Timothy!” Joshua roars. Timothy only screams louder. Joshua gets up from his seat on the floor and slaps Timothy across the face with a well aimed pimp slap. He hits him so hard his teeth rattle. A trickle of blood leaks out of his mouth. The yelling has stopped and everyone looks at Joshua. Vlad looks at Timothy’s face and sees that it has started to melt, revealing the skull underneath.
The sight of the skull and the flesh oozing off of it has turned Vlad’s stomach sour. He can feel the contents of it churning. The sudden urge to throw up has taken hold of him. He gets up from the sofa and runs to the bathroom. It would be an unforgivable sin to vomit in the living room. He opens the bathroom door just in time to vomit all over the bathroom floor. Chunks of steak and fragments of the mushrooms litter the linoleum. He looks at himself in the bathroom mirror and sees his face moving in waves like a rippling sea. He walks through his own puke back into the hallway and falls down with a heavy thud that seems to shake the house. Everyone in the living room hears it and rushes to the hallway where Vlad is on the floor having convulsions. Vlad’s eyes have rolled up into his skull. This is serious business and everyone’s buzz is ruined. Joshua suddenly feels sober, feeling a blinding moment of clarity. He is afraid that Vlad is going to die. He has visions of AMR being summoned to his house and a visit from the police along with embarrassing questions about what they had been doing.
Vlad’s seizure lasts for five minutes, which seems like an eternity to Joshua and his friends. They stand there helpless while Vlad flops and twitches like a fish taken out of water.
Finally, Vlad comes to and opens his eyes. He looks up from where he is lying on the floor. He sees the faces of his friends looking down at him in concern.
“We thought you were going to be deceased. You scared the fuck out of us” Boris says.
Joshua lends Vlad a hand and helps him to his feet.
“We were going to put you in your car and leave you in the parking lot at Walmart if you croaked” Timothy says and starts laughing. No one else finds his joke very funny.
to be continued...
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