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We lay down at the top of the hill. I was flying on the crest of a wave of grass. the sky was a very deep purple as the sun was going down. All over the sky was a huge army of marching figures,interlocking marching in time from one side of the sky to the other.pulsing with orange and yellow against the purple. I could hear mosquitoes as if they were in a cathedral, huge sounds.
Some time later my friend said he had been bitten by somthing maybe a spider, i tried to reassure him but he grew pannicy and ran off down the hill. I followed but in the dark was distracted by strange things I saw and sat on a huge white and orange fungus type thing to this day i still do not know what it could have been(I went back the next day to the field but nothing was there). It was about 3 meters square bulging in strange ways , had a rubbery texture like a rainforest bracket fungus. I also found some Scotch Thistles that were not thorny when i touched them but smooth like glass i could run my hands over them as if they were a smooth dome.
Later as I approached our campsite i saw cars parked on the road nearby and grew afraid for the next few hours I sat behind a bush trying to hear what was going on down at our campsite. It alternated between Screams of agony as my friends below were being beaten and tortured to Cries of joy as they laughed and fooled around with the car load of women that must have arrived since i left.
When i finally walked down there I found a few friends had arrived and were just sitting quitely around the fire talking. No one had been yelling at all.