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KETAMINE, KET, "HORSE TRANQUILIZER"
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STILL UNKNOWN TO ME, OTHER THAN THROUGH ^
DREAMS*. APPARENTLY MADE FOR MAKING
HOLES. THEY MAY BE DARK AND MONOCHROME.
THEY MAY NOT. %
WHITE POWDER, DOSED BY WAY OF KEY?
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. *A RED CYLINDER, WIDE AS A FINGER.
GLOSSY FRECKLED CERAMICS, WITH ,
SOMETHING ORGANIC INSIDE, BEING
CORRUPTED BEFORE YOUR EYES - TURNING TO
ASH, BUT THERE'S NO FLAME. YOU HOLD IT
UP TO YOUR NOSE, SUCK IT IN WITH A
, SHARP INHALE. EXIT TO THE BALCONY. ¨
HERE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR, WITH A VIEW %
OVER THE PARKING LOT, THINGS START
FOLDING INTO EACH OTHER, LIKE ¨
COLLAPSING A CARDBOARD BOX. DIMENSIONS
BECOMING FLAT AND ADJACENT. PRESSED ,
INTO EACH OTHER. CREASES ARE FLATTENED -
¨ OUT, DISTANCES DISAPPEAR, THE WORLD IS
MANGLED DOWN TO TWO DIMENSIONS. AND
. SUDDENLY LIGHT FALLS ON THE EDGE OF
, EVERYTHING RATHER THAN THE SURFACE: IT
ALL GOES COMPLETELY DARK. :
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