Part 1: "Downed 1800mg DPH few minutes ago. Before you ask - I am not trying to an hero. But I do wish to get as close to death as possible. Doors are locked. Phone is off. Wish me luck. Let`s see how this goes, shall we?" other poster: "Suicide? Or just having tea with Death?" "Tea wit h death is what I`m aiming for. typing this took me way longer than it should havr Not ure if I1`ll be able to post later on....trip repport will be here. If I stay alive, that is" *a few posts later* "Ii weiht 162lb tre keyboard is breathinng and I cant hear anything" *still later* "aaasm i acgthullytying this" (translation: I am actually typing this) " Holy fucking fuck. I`m alive. I have never appreciated that fact more than I do now. FUCK. Still having some visual distortions, am feeling SICK, but mostly down now... Before I start the trip report, I should warn you kids not to do this much DPH. No matter what. I did it, I`ve seen it, you dont have to follow my stupidity. You dont want to go there. Trust me. So, about 30 minutes after taking the pills, I started feeling heavy. The feeling was getting increasingly stronger. I tried my best to keep my mind blank, but failed and started freaking out after gaining approx 400lb and having my ears ring so badly I couldn`t hear anything else, including my own voice when I tried talking. Then, for a short moment, my vision went black and white, then flashed back to normal again. After this, the ringing began to go away, and after it was gone, the visuals kicked in. Hardcore. First thing I remember - my ceiling, walls and floor were melting and I was being pulled down by an enormous force. However, moving wasn`t too difficult after a bit of trying. Every shadow in my room was crawling with insects. Apart from a big juicy taco right above my head, there was a cluster of centipedes on the floor and some of them were runing around the table.They wouldnt go away when touched. The longer I stared, the more of them would appear, untill I wasnt in my room anymore - everything around me was a moving, living mass. I don`t remember what else happened in this stage, or how did I escape it, but after it went away, some innanimate objects appeared to be breathing and I was afraid to touch them. [ex: keys of the keyboard.] I had an extremely dry mouth, so I got up and went to get myself a glass of water. It didn`t help much, but I drank a lot anyway. After finishing the third glass, I heard music coming from the other room, so I went there to check it out. First thing I noticed, there was a human-sized creature standing in the corner. I assumed it was a doll. It would lose it`s parts [arms, legs, head] from time to time, but as soon as I looked away and looked back again, it was whole again. I was afraid to touch it, because I was sure it would hurt me. The doll stayed in that corner diassembling and assembling itself again and again during this whole stage of the trip. Second thing I noticed - there was a man dressed in black, his head burried in shadows, sitting on the sofa, and several other people/creatures wandering around, then fading later. Not all of them went away tho - some shadow figures got more human-like in time, and I had some conversations with who I thought were my friends. Everything was extremely realistic. I could touch, hear and smell them. But after a while most of them went away, but the dark man on the sofa stayed where he was. So I went up to him and sat down as well. I couldnt see his face, but didnt pay much attention then. I believe this, my friends, was the hatman himself. All the interaction we had was a handshake and a bit of talking. I said hi to him and he said "Hello, Serdic" back. Then, I asked if I was going to die. He was quiet for a while, then said "Don`t go to Eiriel." After those words, there was a sudden flash of light and I found myself standing in the kitchen with a broken glass on the floor. I went to check the room I was meant to be at. Nothing was there. Suddenly, I felt that the message I got was very important and I HAD to tell others. So I went back to the room, to my computer, and tried to post the phrase on this thread, only to find out I was standing at the other side of the room, facing the wall later. Then I would go back to the computer and repeat what I did, but it would always end the same. I was stuck in a loop. This was extremely terrifying. I think nothing during this trip scared me as much as the thought of being stuck in that loop forever. After this repeated about 6 times, I sent "am I actually typing this", which, surprisingly, got trough. I was extremely relieved. Then, another flash followed, and I would hear people knocking at my door, I would go and let them in. We talked Then, one of the guests turned out to be my father. Which is dead. I repeat, everything I saw and heard was extremely realistic, and I took it as reality. I was paralyzed by horror for a moment when I realized I was dead. It was so clear now. I took too much DPH. Too much to come back from where it took me. I asked my father if I was dead. He said no, then I asked how can I be here with him, and he answered "if you can be, you are not dead". We mostly just sat together quietly ignoring the others [they were going on with their own conversations] when a young dark haired man came up to me and offered me a cigarette. I took it and smoked for a bit. It would always become a new, freshly lit one after taking my attention off it for a while. Suddenly, the room went silent. I looked around to see what was up - everyone was gone. My room window was covered with moths now. I figured the people in my room were those moths from the very beginning. After yet another flash, I was laying on my floor, with a sahara desert for a mouth and a mild headache. I managed to go and lay down on the bed. There are many blackouts from this point. Basically, all I can remember are whispers "don`t go to Eiriel" repeating from time to time [I realized I was the one saying that] tacos crawling on my sheets and visual distortions of the room. My thoughts wouldn`t stop bothering me. I thought I could hear screaming. I felt heavy and sick. I probably fell asleep at some point, but I have no clue what I did beforeneath because there are just way too many gaps and no one to tell the story from a different angle." Part 2: Sedric Lightbury Thu, 22 Jul 2010 04:09:07 you turned this into a memorial thread? I am not worthy.... Just got back from the hospital. Hi back to you, Fanny. :] /del/, I went to hell and back to be able to tell you this. 2 grams....DON'T. DO. IT. Just don't. Unless you want to end up in the hospital, while being threatened by your inner demons and feeling almost unbearable pain in your chest, thinking you could die any second. Still dealing with minor weakness, but it probs won't go away for a while. [July 12th] After around 20 minutes of consuming the pills, I started to see mild distortions and audial hallucinations, mostly ticking and scratching, which seemed distant. I was inside the car which was going to the house I was supposed to spend my trip at, and I kept telling Martin [my friend] not to interfere with the trip in any way, unless it was obvious I'm in lethal danger. I noticed my memory span was becoming short, and the ticking and scratching was getting louder, along with a mild headrush-like high-pitched sound. Right before we reached his place, I realized I couldn't move and my vision started glitching up. It kept flashing and freezing, and sometimes I wouldn't see anything at all for a split second. I told this to Martin, and he convinced me I could walk, just had to do it carefully, so I followed him to the house. I was very, very heavy, and every time I looked at the floor, it seemed like my feet were sinking into it. I was left alone in the room, which was slowly melting, and most of the furniture had bright, unusual outlines. At this point, I felt crawling all over me. Vision flashed again, and I found myself completely covered in spider webs. Moving my hands trough them helped for a little while [hands would go trough them and they\d fade] but the webs came back almost immediately. I could feel the sticky sensation on my skin, which made them seem just as real as i was. Then, there was a loud knock at the window. I turned around to see someone standing behind it, so i opened it. I heard music coming from outside. It was different from what I heard during my last trip - but strangely familiar and similar to it. "let's go, Sedric." said the creature, and I climbed out the window without much consideration. It was extremely hard to walk. The grass and the trees seemed grainy and it looked like they were moving, crawling, breathing and living. My sense of time was severely distorted - few steps would feel like an eternity, or I would black out and confuse fairly long periods of time for a second. We were going towards the music, the creature walking few steps ahead of me. After a while, I started noticing lights [probably torches?] among trees, and hundreds of moths around them. The air was full of moths, and they would land on me and fly around. I tried my best to keep them out of my face, failing miserably. Finally, we reached a clearing. There were many people there. At the front, very still, stood my relatives, all dressed in black surrounded by shadows and people I don't know. They all seemed frozen and had the same blank expresion on their faces, eyes fixed on me. I tried to talk, but my voice got stuck in my throat. [It was extremely sore and dry.] I started feeling a mixture of guilt and fear, because I could tell they all knew the creature took me here because of DPH, and considering most of them were dead, I wasn't sure if I was still alive. Suddenly, there was a very unpleasant crackling sound and a white flash. The creature who took me here was gone now, and everyone was just walking around and talking, completely ignoring me. I decided to sit because of the heavyness. After a while, i noticed a black dot moving trough the grass towards me very quickly with the corner of my eye. Then, I would feel a bludge moving under my shirt at the right shoulder. I freaked out and smacked it, and a black rat fell out my sleeve. It looked dead, but every time I took my attention off it, it would dissapear and run/hide under my shirt again. I was really scared of it for some reason, and after around 5 loops of this, I started beating it repeatedly after it dropped out my sleeve, untill the rat\s body turned into some sort of rubber goo. It\s legs were still moving. After this, it wouldn't touch me again, but I kept seeing it's distorted body with the trembling legs from time to time. I quickly stood up and went to a different spot. I was approached by my mother. She was crying. "Why did you do this, Sedric? We warned you." I told her not to worry, and that I was going to be fine. [bullshit..] Other people froze again, and I could hear voices saying "we warned you" and "what have you done" even though their lips weren`t moving. The longer I looked at them, the more distorted they would get, untill they had bug eyes and arms reaching the ground. Another flash followed. I was back at the front yard of the house, and saw Martin standing by me. I assumed he shook me. He asked if I was allright, and that I've been standing here for ages. He had spiders in his hair. I tried to say "yes" but I couldn't because my mouth was painfully dry. I walked my way to the house. Martin told me I never went there in the first place. The whole trip thus far has been experienced right after getting out of the car, standing/moving around at that spot. . There are many blackouts at this point. I recall centipedes from my last trip, spiders, all over me, and inside me. Around 10 of them crawled out of my mouth. [July 13th] I woke up, still tripping hard. Never remembered falling asleep. I went to check the next room. Martin told me I was out for around 5 hours. [later, I found out he was still asleep, and the information was false.] I managed to get some water, and go to the bathroom, because the urge to pee was terrible. Moving was still a difficult task, and I couldn`t concentrate properly. This is when I posted "aalive." When I got back to the livingroom, I saw someone sitting on the couch. It stood up, and I recognised the figure as the hatman. He walked towards me and said "You are getting in, and running out." I started to feel extremely hazy and got another headrush. I`m not sure if I left the sofa, or blacked out and layed down on it, but I was there, at the edge of sleep, and the hatman was looking right at me. This might be a dream, or a full-blown trip. I don't remember closing my eyes, and I could still feel my surroundings. I was in an extremely vast room. The floor, ceiling and walls were black. There were no doors and I couldn't see where it ended because darkness hid it out of sight. There was woman standing right in front of me. She looked at me, smiled, and took her face off as if it was a mask. The face behind it looked exactly the same, but she was bleeding from her eyes, mouth and nose, and her eyes were completely black. I looked around the room, to see faces appearing on the walls and ceiling, greeting me without words, untill they started to fall down like masks too, revealing bruised and blood-covered faces. The masks would turn into ash that wouldn`t settle, but move around the floor and feet. That`s all I can remember from this stage of the trip. After snapping out of this, I laid there for a while, feeling my heart beat rapidly. The Hatman was gone. My hallucinations were mostly audial now. I heard lots of incomprehensible whispers, and quiet singing. I posted on this thread again, and decided to go to sleep for real. I was so very tired... This time, I drifted into deep, deep sleep. After a while, I realized I was sleeping. My vision was completely black, untill a room began to appear. It was small and gray, it`s door open, displaying nothingness. I walked towards the door and steped out of the room. Several shadows approached me.The door shut, and I heard "you are out" very clearly.Then I felt a burning pain at my chest. Martin said I started screaming. He tried to wake me up and checked my pulse, then realized what was happening and called an ambulance. --- I had to down a lot of charcoral. Minor hallucinations for around 3 days. Fuck.