well im prty shure this is the right place to post this but if not my bad. But anyways here ya go. So this happend last saturday but interesting story none the less. A few days prior to this me and my girlfriend had had a talk about her being scared that I would move onto hard drugs with my recent experimenting of legal hallucinogens. I told her that it would never happen as ive seen first hand what they can do to you. So a day or two later one of my best friends ex-girlfriend invited me to go to a rave with her, her current boyfriend, her sister, and her sisters boyfriend. Now being in Nashville I figured this wasn't going to be what you would call a real rave. I figured that it would be just a DJ with a big name label playing some music with a bunch of poser ravers like they normelly do down at the local teen clubs. So I didn't really plan on going. But the night before my roomate got drunk and pissed me off. I couldn't bare to stay in the house the next day so I just had him drive me to this place telling him exactly what I thought it would be a DJ with a big name label and figured i'd just go dance and hang out with some friends. So as I near this place that the rave is being held at I notice that its a pretty run downed neighborhood. I finally get to where it's at and the building from the outside looks like a dump I wasn't even sure I was at the right place till I saw the line at the door which at the moment wasn't to long. Well im in line and come up behind these two guys and me and one on the left made eye contact so I figured it only curtious to start a conversation so I ask "hey uh.. this is the *Rave Name* thing right" and he replied kindly "yeah". We didn't talk after that. But thats beside's the point. So i get into the building and theres a bunch of neatly made desgins on the wall and has pretty decent flooring so I was still convinced this was a poser rave. After about three more minutes I finaly get into the rave room. And as soon as I steped into that room I new that this was no poser rave. It was a barren room plain white walls with a window with a couch in the window and on the other side was just a big giant mirror and the only real windows were small and were covered up buy old flatend budwiser boxes. So I get in and see my friend(im not going to use names in my writings or atleast real ones but for now ill just say friends) I give her a hug and then her sister who says she knows me but I never rememeber meeting her ever gives me a hug too. We talk a little and basicly just lean on the wall till her boyfriend got there. Her boyfriend turned out to be a really cool dude. We get to talking and her boyfriend ask for $10 so I was like yeah I got it and gave it to him. Now i'm going to skip a little part of the story let me just say it ended up with me taking acid. Now I don't feel anything for about 20 min then at that point it just felt like an adrenaline rush. So i get on the dance floor with my friend and her boyfriend I get to dancing and it feels good I sorta close my eyes and just move with the music. So im really into it but once the song ends and I stop dancing.... It hit me. I was messed up and i knew it. The lights and music were amazing. Dancing was like energy it was as dancing was to me as food is. I could feel my blood rushing through me. And my knuckles were blood red along with my palms and my vains stuck out. Now don't be confused yes it was an amazing feeling and was very fun but it was as scary as could possibly be. I do not smoke but I was freaking out so bad that night that smoked about 8 or 9 just to keep myslef calmed down. So throughout the night i'm triping hard balls and keep going back and forth from having fun and being scared out of my mind. Now the scariest part wasn't till I realized it was time to go home and this shit was far from being over. So my Roomate pulls up drunk as hell and im messed up as much as can possibly be my face is flushed and im sweating uncontrobly.So in the car im tring my best to keep sane cause I cant flip out in the car with my friend right there driving and he has no idea whats up. So I completly avoid looking out the window as that would cause me to start to drift away and I sorta just chanted in my head "Remember, Car, friend, Home" and just kept reapting it in my head all the way home. So we get home and I run straight for the room my friend just comes in and goes staright to bed. So i pull the covers over my head and in the pitch black of under my giant blanket I'm seeing things move. That is scary trust me. So my friend had gone to bed and I sit up and just wait sitting in my room till im sure he's asleep which was around 2:00 it felt like only 20min. I wanted to make shure he didnt know what i was on cause he would bitch me out cause he's that type of guy. I look around my room and everywhere I look I see vague images of what you would call trippy pics off the internet. I also looked at a light on my TV and i could see the pigments that made up the color. So eventully I turn on ICP and jam out the rest of the night. Then at sun rise I went outside and watched the sky and nature it was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen. I eventuly got to sleep around 11:00 am the next day. And thats my trip report for the first time. in the end gota say it was amazing.
