Well it started as most trips do me and my wife injested a (bunch) of tazmanian cubensis, everything was fine we were listening to the creed on the stereo and doing good.
In about an hour I started to get really into it, I saw lights in the the window and thought the weed cops were outside in helicopters using infared and strobes on the house, I freaked, I was running around like crazy, then I looked at myself in the mirror and that was something, I could change my face into anything or anyone I wanted to just by staring, then I went to the other room and looked from the other room and I was still in the mirror..
At this point things really started happening.
I went over and picked up the phone and said where to fuck am I .....don't you guys find missing people and hung up.
I looked down the stairs and I knew that satan and all his demons were down there and I stayed away from there the rest of the night.
Then I noticed my wife, she was looking at our giant tree shroom hanging from the wall with green lights on it and she said that looks like an alien spacecraft and they are coming to pick us up.
Then I saw the nightlight peaking out the door to our bathroom and I told her that that room was the holy room and that we had to go in there and be blessed by god in order to go to the bedroom which was the confermation room.
I set down at the table and stared at a candle when all of a sudden a black raven flew over my head and through the back of the log house we live in..
It was then that I noticed my wife with a blanket draped over her head holding a candle extinguisher thinking she was an aztec priest blessing all the little gods of light.
It lasted all night and some of the other things that happened are to frightening to talk about even now.
I woke up the next day and we were both exhausted from the trip and decided we would never do that many taz's again.