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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. †