Part 1

She had this very slight smirk. Cute, but oddly uncomfortable. And her eyes were red, but the blue of her eyes contrasted so hard that she almost didn’t look herself.

“How you feeling Jules? Your eyes look like they’re getting red.” I said as I continue to bathe in the euphoric colors of the apartment.

She quietly chuckled for a bit.

“I feel fine. I think it’s from the bowl I hit.”

She was covering her mouth with the collar of her hoody for some reason, so she sounded like she was mumbling at first.

She never took her eyes off me.

I got up to walk towards her and embrace her for a bit. And her eyes followed me right until I sat down next to her. She spoke a lot about vibes during her trips, and the one she was giving off was immediately intimidating.

“Babe, you good?” I said with a lethargic, yet sincere smile.

“Mmm hmm.” She nodded, still with her eyes locked onto my face.

“It’s just really intense. Even more than the last time I did DMT.”

“You want some water?”

“No.”

I quickly brushed off whatever vibe I was receiving from her and laid back down.

Then things got a little weird.

Julia got up and started stretching and exhaling deeply, rotating her neck around to almost crack it. That’s not weird.

“I see darkness”, she says under her breath and without a missing a beat she proceeds to walk out the front door. That’s fucking weird.

What she said wasn’t clearly audible over the music. She basically whispered it. But I heard her almost clearly.

“What? Are you ok?”

“Yea, I’m just going to get some air. Maybe we should go outside since it’s a nice day.”

In my mind, I agreed because I thought it was a good idea. But my mind was temporarily stuck on those three words. I was able to dissipate anything that was about to arise in my mind from those words. Right now I was content with laying down, but I did want to move at some point.

Julia left the door open behind her as she looked out. The sun crashed in like a heavenly aura and then I heard her whispering to herself. I couldn’t make out what she was saying. I wanted to ignore it, and for some time I did. Just swimming in my own world. But she kept whispering. And whatever she was saying, she was saying it faster and faster to where it didn’t even sound like a language. She then slammed the door behind her.

“WHOA! ARE YOU GOOD?!”

She rushes to the bathroom. “My stomach’s not feeling good, sorry.”

I got up and stared at her, almost frightened at this point from how forcefully she slammed the door.

“You know, maybe we should go outside.” At this point I felt waaaay more comfortable outside.

I could hear Julia whispering from behind the door. She had the faucet running to mask it, but I could hear her. I cautiously put my ear to the door, my body going in and out of what seems like a dream.

The whispering increased in speed. Sounding like jibberish at this point. I couldn’t make out everything she was saying but there were a few phrases that I could distinguish.

If he is able, he will be unable to live like this.

I feel him and seen him for who he is.

Today I’ll kill him and watch his body spit.

My hole is a black pit and I will consume him.

I begin to manically scratch my head. I shake my limbs trying to detach from what I thought I heard. I smile and laugh for a bit then pace back and forth. This is not what I want to be hearing right now. This is not mixing well. I’m hoping I’m hearing things.

I don’t realize it until I turn around but Julia then cracks the door open and I see her now Devil-red eyes staring angrily back at me.

I stand there frozen and shaking in fear. The room seems like it’s moving uncharacteristically. I feel loose and like mush as if I’m about to pass out. Things go black.