[14] written by Isaac

With the on-slot of screaming and emotion you decide to take out
your shit and smoke for awhile. As you do you feel yourself lose grip
on reality and you pass out, probably as a result of bad weed. You have
a dream about a small naked girl in an oriental garden who stabs you in
the chest with a very large knife. You wake up to a quiet morning sun
rise and the sound of birds and a softly trickling scream.

* If you would like to find your friends, go to [26].
* If you would like to find your way home, go to [27].