A new drug part 2( edited)

Introduction:

Part 2 of 5

Work went better than it ever had. Not one mistake at the register. I was like a ballerina on the floor, not once did I stumble or trip. I was even nice to the customers and coworkers for a change. Ebony pulled me aside and said in a whisper. “White girl, are you high? I never seen you in this good a mood.” she looked in my eyes “no you got yourself good and laid didn’t you?” “Oh yeah by several…ah people.” I gave her a sappy grin. “Good, keep it up then, it is doing you some good.”

At 9pm I was punching out when the manager asked if I could come in Friday. “Sorry Jane, no can do, I’ve got 40 hours in and you know we can’t have overtime.” She looked defeated “Yeah, alright, see you Monday night, you are closing, see you at 3pm.” “You got it.” I said with a stupid grin. Most of the time I would gripe but, this gave me three and a half days to trip and recover.

After a quick stop for food and water I dumped everything in the kitchen and jumped in the shower. I wolfed down a plate of heated up frozen whatever. Honestly I had no idea what it was. I moved the coffee table to the side of the room and the sofa back against the wall. Maybe I would not trash the place so bad this time.

Forcing myself to drink a whole Gatorade and I grabbed a bottle of water to hold. I sat down naked, since I didn’t want to trash anymore clothes, and swallowed pill number 2 with the last of the sports drink. I felt a warm inner glow like I had just done a shot of whiskey. The sense of acceleration was back in under 20 seconds. Damn the second one hit fast! The tunnel came at me, but this time it was black and white striped like an old barber pole.

The sense of speed was stronger this time. I could feel ripples in the flesh of my tits and my cheeks pulled back in a rictus grin. I had to struggle for each breath, like a car was parked on my chest. I began to count the seconds, the water bottle lay on my hand like someone was stepping on it making my hand hurt. My tongue was pushed back in my throat and tears were leaking out of my eyes. I counted 300 and the pressure started to back down. A square like shape was at the end of the tube and coming fast. I was ready this time and rolled easy to my feet as the tube shut behind me.

I was standing in a brightly lit hallway, the walls and ceiling were of steel maybe. The floor a kind of medium hard light gray rubber. I had dropped out facing a wall and the hall (or tunnel?) ran right and left. There was a rhythmic drumming under my feet, like a giant drumming his fingers. Thump, thump, thump, thump. Pause and repeat.

I had that sensation of movement like when your on a train or a bus. Wherever I was, it was going somewhere else. The light came from over head, little bright lights like LEDs

Some of them were either not working or turned off. Great, here I am naked as the day I was born, on some alien spaceship armed with a bottle of cold water

Well, go right never go wrong … I started down the hall. There seamed to be trash at the edges. An empty red cup with a round bottom made so that it always sat upright. Bits of paper with alien writing, next to what looked like a small tablet. It was a little bigger than my palm with a glass front and was bright red.

When I ran my finger over the glass two shapes appeared a line and a circle. I touched the line and the front lit up. For a moment it looked like a mirror, I could see myself. Then line after line of shapes began to scroll by. “Are you booting up little guy? I hope you can talk. I will never figure out how to read that.” I kept walking wondering if this would just go on forever, what was the drug trying to open in my mind with this symbolism?

I heard a noise behind me and stopped moving, a snuffling sound like a dog on the sent. I backed up into the shadows behind me as I heard something on 4 feet walking my way. It was as big as a man with red fur all over. It walked on all fours like a dog, but each of its feet looked like a human hand. I could not see any eyes just a big wet nose and a huge mouth. It’s pink tongue came out to lick its face and I could see it’s teeth were flat like a cow. “Is it a vegetarian?” I thought to myself. The beast had been moving it’s head back and forth, sniffing and tasting the air. It stopped and pointed it’s snout right at me. It got low to the floor and started moving strait at me with slow purposeful steps.

I backed up some more, “Now let’s be calm here.” I said to it. “I don’t want any trouble. Be a good boy.” It’s rapidly growing rocket red penis definitely made me think it was male. It was gaining ground and I backed up a bit faster, my heart starting to hammer. I broke into a sweat even though the hall was almost cool. My sweating must have increased my scent as it’s nose started to twitch and it moved faster. I chucked the water bottle at it and bolted down the passageway at a full run.

It ran right past me at blinding speed, I was aghast at how fast it was.