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Found the shit on my porch one night… Fucking ding-dong ditch or whatever. A little baggie with two blue capsules. And a stupid note with two words… “Do try”

I figured it was some shitty prank from my “experimental” friends from down the street. We’ve tried nearly every reasonable drug there is, trying to get the most psychadelic trips, maintain the best highs..

DMT, E, Acid, some experimental shit this dude sold me for wayy too much. Shit fucked me up… I tripped I was dust floating down from the ceiling. Lasted like eight hours. Fucked… me… up…

Anyway, the pills had like an orange 17 on them… Looked them up online, and couldn’t find anything.

I threw it on my dresser and crashed for the night.

I called all my friends the next afternoon. They all “claimed” they had nothing to do with it. “Wasn’t them”. I figured one of them would fess up eventually…

Over the next week, I pretty much forgot about it. None of my friends said anything, so either they forgot, or it really wasn’t them. I didn’t feel like mentioning it, we had some concentrated Salvia, so we lit that up.

The next day, curiousity killed me, I picked up the bag. Glanced at the note again… “Do it”… I swore it said “Do try” but I was high when I picked it up, so I dont know. But it entrigued me even more. I examined the pill. I reasoned with myself. I just couldn’t take it, it could be anything, but I was so curious. What if it was THE best high, the MOST psychadelic trip. I talked myself out of it. I set it down again, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was missing out…

The next few days were hell… I had a fever, and I felt like literal shit. Probably strep. I slept most of the day, but I awoke from the sound of my own heartbeat. My thoughts went instantly to the pill… I picked it up. It was practically calling my name. What the fuck did I have to lose. If I die, I die. I felt like dying anyway. For all I know, it could be some fucking antibiotics. I hoped for the latter. I looked at it one last time.

I downed it.

I remember “waking up”. The world was in negative. I was strapped to a chair, and these dark pulsating lights were eating away at my vision. I had no Idea what was going on, but I wasn’t scared. I was used to fucked up trips, but this was different. I felt empty. Time was moving backwards. Light was inverted. These dark lamps pulsing energy through my brain. A bass tone vibrating my body. I couldn’t close my eyes… I needed these “lights”. They were blackening the world. My world. The world where I resided and wasted time in the light. I finally understood. I was in the dark.

I started seeing the figures after what seemed like an eternity. Black masses of energy crawling towards me from every angle. I was seeing them in strobe. As the dark flashed, they crept closer and closer. I recognized them as friend. They were to free me from the light. Take me away from this white hell we all know so well. I wanted to go to them, but I made no attempt. I focused on the strobe. I needed them to move faster. To rid me of luminescence. Once and for all.

The strobe frequency slowed. Time started to speed up. The figures were stationary. The light was coming.

My cornea’s burned as the trip wore off. My emptyness enveloped me. The stobe was near out.. The figures no longer visible. I finally closed my eyes. Such a pale dark compared to true darkness.

When I opened them, I was in my bed. I shut them back immediately. I hated light. I hated our world. I wanted nothing more than to return to the chair. I couldn’t live here anymore. I couldn’t open my eyes. I reasoned with myself for hours to get up, to open my eyes. I didn’t sleep. I didn’t eat. I didn’t. I prayed for darkness. It meant nothing. I was in the white. The only way I knew to return to the black was the pill. I had one left, but I had to open my eyes.

My luminous mind was telling me it was just a trip. Don’t go back. Forget the abyss and return to normal life. The darkness was in favor. I didn’t want to go back, I needed it. It was the realization the world needed. But I didn’t care about the world. Only the dark.

Night came. I finally opened my eyes. Not to let the light in, but to get the pill. The last pill. As far as I knew, it was the last pill on earth. My want for darkness convinced me I only needed one. The figures would take me this time. I would forsake the light for the wondrous dark. I cared not what was in the dark. As long as it was unlit.

My body was weak. My eyes so adjusted to our world’s pathetic darkness, I felt as though I was looking at the sun. I needed the eclipse. I grabbed the bag. And without hesitation, swallowed the capsule. I would be home soon. I closed my eyes.

I “awoke”

I was back. Again in the chair. The dark was so comforting. Time moving the way I remembered. My frail body energized by the tones. The strobe showing me truths. The darkness was truth. I waited for the figures. I was confident they would take me this time.

Finally they limped into view. I praised them. Every strobe showed promise that I would soon forget light. Their movements were choppy and slow. But promising.

I urged them closer. Watching intently between strobes for their presence. They were getting close. I could feel them. Their pulses heavy on my chest. Our hearts beating in unison with the strobes. They were here.

The saviours were had arrived. They circled me. Crippled creatures that would transform my world. They opened my eyes to the dark, and closed them to the light. They held out their hands as the strobe slowed to a near stop. Everything was speeding up. I thought they took me. I closed my eyes.

When I opened them, I was in complete darkness. Beautiful, astonishing darkness. Every direction, an endless abyss void of light. This was what I had prayed for. Where I belonged. I never had to see light again. To open my eyes to anything but black was impossible. I loved it.

I got up to walk around my uncontaminated world. The dark Eden.

I stumbled over something. Something in the void? I felt around. This overewhelming darkness contained something familiar.

My old world.


Credited to Pill.

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  • bme

    FUCKING FIRST

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  • JesusLOL

    Sucks.

    That’s all.

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  • lol

    Just to clear the end up—-it just made him go blind?

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  • Anonymous

    So he went insane, and now he’s blind. Meh.
    I imagine this would be a lot creepier to people who get high all the time.
    I also tried to go through and connect everything that was in quotations, but didn’t get anything.

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  • ?

    What?

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  • Lolwut

    So he goes insane, then goes blind. Meh.
    I imagine it would be a lot creepier to those who get high all the time.
    Also, I don’t find anything that the quoted words could have amounted to.

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  • LOLphone

    THEN WHO WAS CHAIR???

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  • Carrot

    I thought it was pretty chill.

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  • Tram

    Awesome. I loved it. Some grammatical errors here and there, but hey, we’re all getting used to it on CP. The ending was just lovely. I know someone who has tried quite a number of substances. Maybe I could try to get them to read this?

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  • Non-

    If he saw them…how did he go blind?
    What about it made it permanent the second time?
    How do you not fucking notice that you’re blind as opposed to…whatever else may have been implied?
    Drivel.

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  • Pill

    Basically, what he wanted so much, he got.

    But it just so happened that being blind isn’t the best…

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  • http://www.dylanangladamusic.com/ Dylan A.

    Fuckin’ sucks.

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  • http://derp.com herp

    I think the beings took his eyes. Reminds me of the song Harvester of Eyes by Blue Oyster cult.

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  • Creepy Mole

    I’m pretty sure blind people still have a grasp of light(I heard a blind man once talking about it, that what he perceived light, but didn’t form images)… unless they took out his eyes, and not just his vision.

    Anywho, not good. I gotta go back into the archives and comment on some older ones, there are some who deserve a word. But this one here, it just doesn’t hit me well.

    BTW: “The saviours were had arrived”. I think there’s a verb too much here…

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    • TheIntimateAvenger

      Some blind people do perceive light, but not all. There are varying levels of blindness. Some legally blind people can distinguish shapes, others are in total blackness. It’s a purely individual thing.

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  • http://www.xxshadowlovelyxx.deviantart.com Slenderman

    THEN WHO WAS TRIPPIN RAVE DRUGGIE?

    Seriously, this didn’t creep me out at all. 2/10

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  • LetItBe

    When I found out he went blind-took some time- I like it more. Many errors in grammar and spelling though. T-T

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  • LetItBe

    liked*
    OH THE HYPOCRISY

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  • Yotan

    I think this needs a couple re-reads to smooth out some grammatical errors and such. I also think the vocal tone is very flat, sort of just getting the words out with no emotion to them?

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  • 22/7

    god im usually fine with grammar errors but this one really kept me from getting into it. it degenerated more and more from legitimate creepy writing into metaphorical drivel to the point where i didn’t know nor care what it was trying to describe by the end, it was just the ravings of some dumb emo kid.

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  • Resi

    “The saviours were had arrived.”

    NO.

    This fails.

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  • http://thehungryreader.com Krepta

    Wow, I completely misinterpreted it. I thought he had actually stumbled over THE WORLD.

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  • http://www.bogleech.com Bogleech

    Nobody should even comment if all they can say is “sucks.” If your opinion is negative you should explain it in a minimum of six sentences or can go fuck yourself.

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  • u-m

    not creepy at all but still a delicious pasta
    would order again

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  • Damien

    Oh, the irony.

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  • wat

    I thought it was good. Other than cleaning up some grammar, 7/10.

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