The evening began with me and my close friend eating some really good chinese food, but our minds were quite destracted as our minds were focused on the ounce of shrooms we had bought the week before.
we were each going to eat a half an ounce, about 14 grams, to set a record amongst our friends and to have the most extreme trip ever. well my friend had to go home for about an hour to clean up and such, so while he was away, i consumed my half ounce. i didn't chew them as i hate the taste.
about an hour later, the trip started to hit me. i went for a dip in the spa, and was wondering when my friend was going to get back. the trip started like any other, cool patterning and such, but instead of that lasting an hour, it lasted for about 20 minutes. my trip quickly progressed through the different levels of strength. at one point, about 1.75 hours after ingestion, my mom popped in my room and said something that sounded like it was in german or something. it made no sense so i just said "k" and kept staring at the wall.
around i realized my friend was in the room, eating his half an ounce. i questioned him as to why he never said anything and had just been sitting there, but he just kept eating. i figured my mom must have been telling me he was here.
at this time the walls were so moving and so heavily patterned that they didn't look like walls, they looked like some alien contraption. i closed my eyes and was engulfed bye a mass of colors and voices that are impossible to describe in words. in my mind, i was transported to a village built around a river of lava. this village, however, didn't seem evil or even unpleasant. it gave me the feeling of home. there were long-necked dinosaurs lifting rocks for no reason, and there were people walking around, looking like humanoid blobs of rippling, black water. one of these beings approached me and started talking with me. his language sounded alien, but i could feel his presence and what he meant in my head. as i focused on this being's face, it turned into my father. i felt an overwhelming sense of joy and embraced him for what seemed like an eternity.
then, to my horror, the skies turned black, and a horde of demons rushed out of the river of lava and began ravaging the town. my father made a motion and i began moving away from the town at a rapid pace, and the city faded from view just as the coming tide of demons engulfed my father.
i was shaken by this experience, but had a refreshed feeling coming out of it. i opened my eyes and the walls had sort of a nice patterning to them, not too strong. i saw the time and realized it had been 10 hours from when i ate the shrooms. i looked around for my friend, but could not find him anywhere. i asked my mom if he had left just a minute ago, but much to my surprise, she asked if i was feeling alright.
i was confused by this and asked her what she meant. she said my friend called and said he couldn't come back over because he was grounded. she had told me but i wasn't listening. this shocked me greatly and is the most intense mushroom experience i have ever had.