Into the Abyss

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He wasn’t really positive, but Tom was pretty sure that this wasn’t what pot was supposed to feel like. He’d never smoked any before, but people had told him what it felt like and this wasn’t it. The room was swaying around him and funny colored lights were dancing about the room. Which he thought, rather muddily, is what acid was supposed to do, not grass. His stomach was beginning to dance in his middle. He sat down on the couch behind him, rapidly. The room seeming to telescope around him, sounds and faces appeared as if through a very long tunnel.

“Whoa,” was all he said as he sat down. This might not have been a good idea, thought Tom. He really shouldn’t have let Paul talk him into it. In fact, as the colored lights began to obscure the entire room at the other end of the tunnel, he began to wish he’d never let Jack and Paul talk him into coming to this party. At the time though, it had seemed the best way to meet people. He’d only moved to Harding two weeks ago and he had been awful lonely until he’d met Jack and Paul at school last week. They’d convinced him to come to the party, and then convinced him to try one of the new joints Reggie had just bought in New York yesterday.

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