“I hate this idea of ‘good’ drugs and ‘bad’ drugs. There's no such thing as a good drug or a bad drug. There's this chemical that's neither good nor bad, it just exists, we either created it or it exists in nature, and then it's the relationship that humans have with the substance that is the issue.” - Little President (Midnight Gospel) [[Continue...|character-selection]]

''Choose a character. Each has a unique psychological profile which dictates the way they feel about themselves and interpret their surroundings. Some may find it harder to have a good trip than others.'' <div id="character-selection"> =|= Character 1 =|= [[Character 2|c2-profile]] =|= Character 3 |==| <div>

#Character 2 Profile ''Traits:'' * Content * Generous * Sincere * Empowering * Modest ''Thoughts:'' * "I love life!” * "I could not ask for any more." * “It doesn’t take much to make me happy.” * “The world is filled with so much beauty!” * “I love everyone, even my enemies.” * “I appreciate the small things.” ''Others say:'' * "I feel good after being around them" * "I always feel they listen and understand" * "They're a good friend" ''Experience with psychedelics:'' * No personal experience * Minimal knowledge - just recounts from peers * No research ''Readiness to trip:'' * Confident * Eager * Assured of safety [[Begin|c1-d1-p1]]

''Character 2 Profile'' =|= ''[Traits]'' • Shy and socially anxious • Low self-esteem • Guarded • Kind but concealed heart ''Others say:'' • I feel uncomfortable around them • They drain my energy • They are so negative =|= ''Thoughts:'' • "I don't want to be alive." • "I can't relate to anyone." • "Nobody likes me." • “I wish people would give me a chance and get to know me.” • "I hate myself!" ''Experience with psychedelics:'' • No personal experience • Minimal knowledge - just recounts from peers • No research =|= ''Readiness to trip:'' • "Trepidation and nervousness" • "Uncertain of safety" |==| [[Begin|c2-d1-p1]]

#Character 3 ''Traits:'' * Arrogant * Intolerant * Abrasive * Defensive * Insensitive * Thoughtless * Insincere * Projects own traits onto others ''Thoughts:'' * “I’m so woke.” * “People only wish they were me.” * “How could I be wrong?” * “Your opinion is invalid.” * "I don’t get why people don’t like me." ''Others say:'' * "They’re awful." * “They try too hard.” * “What a poser!” * “It’s no wonder people talk shit about them behind their back.” * “I’m pretty sure they’re a narcissist.” ''Experience with psychedelics:'' * No personal experience * Minimal knowledge - just recounts from peers * No research ''Readiness to trip:'' * Insecure * Interested * Assured of safety [[Begin|c3-d1-p1]]

You ask, //"Is there anything else in there?"// ''Kyra:'' "Oh yes indeed..." She pulls out yet another smaller bag, The bag contains some kind of yellow orange crystalline dust that looks similar to pollen. ''Kyra:'' //"Now this is the stuff... DMT."// You have so many questions, but you know you've got all the time in the world to ask them, so you save your breath for the moment. Putting the salvia and DMT back in the paper bag, Kyra holds the bag of mushrooms in the air... ''Kyra:'' //"Who wants to trip?"// [[Choice 1: Take the mushrooms|c2-mushrooms-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the mushrooms|c2-mushrooms-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/> <img src="images/mushroomBag.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

You respond to Kyra with an affirmative //"Sure!"// Kyra smiles, and you both look to Andrew, he says //"Why not?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Sweeeeeet!"// She starts to eyeball roughly a third of what's in the bag to one side, then hands it to Andrew. //"Five grams for youuu!"// She does the same, piling an intimidating amount in your hand. You never expected 5 grams to look like so much! ''Andrew:'' //"And I have to eat ALL of this? In one go?!"// ''Kyra:'' //"Yes. You want it all to hit you at once."// She puts what's left in the bag into her hand and asks the group, //"Are you ready?"// ''Andrew:'' //"Ready as I'll ever be."// ''Kyra:'' //"Aight! Last one to finish is a rotten mushroom!"// [[Next|c2-mushrooms-eating]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/> <img src="images/mushroomBag.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

You decline the mushrooms but encourage the others to do as they please. You go on enjoying the rest of the day in a postive mindset and sober state minus a few drinks. Kyra and Andrew seem to have a great time off in their own little world. The rest of the day goes as expected and your headspace remains neutral and controlled with little effort. A few hours later Kyra and Andrew have come back to reality and they claim to have had a blast. You are thrilled to have kept them company while they had their own experiences, but you can't help but feel like you were missing out on something. You tell yourself you made the right decision keeping yourself safe by staying in control. [[Next|c2-d2-p1-decline-mushrooms-outside]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/> <img src="images/dancefloor.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

Standing next to a comfy looking patch of grass, you decide to take heed of the mushroom’s advice and lay down on the ground. Now staring straight up to the sky, you notice for the first time how magnificent the night sky is away from the city lights - you see so many stars you have never seen before in your entire life. You point out the night sky to Kyra and Andrew who both take a seat on the grass beside you - all three of you lie looking at the stars. [[Next|c2-mushrooms-next1]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decide that you know better than to listen to an ‘imaginary voice’, so you continue walking around the festival. Your nausea only worsens and it is now on the brink of being considered painful. This causes you to start feeling anxious. You worry that the mushrooms were the wrong species and you have just gone and poisoned yourself on the first day of the festival. The paranoia grows with the relentless stomach cramps and body aches. You are not enjoying yourself. You are now stumbling over your own feet. Long tracers turn into disorientating motion blur. You keep your head down and look at the ground as you walk to stop yourself from feeling dizzy. You worry now if you friends are wondering why you look sad, but won’t say anything as you don’t want to ruin their night. Heightened introspection causes you to feel like you are too embarrassed about the way you are right now to be around anybody. You have the idea that you should go someplace quiet. You feel like you want to be alone and somewhere that feels like home. You remember your tent back at the campsite. [[Choice 1: Go back to the tent|c2-mushrooms-tent]] [[Choice 2: Stay with the group|c2-mushrooms-stay]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

Gradually everything starts to become a little less intense and you feel as though the peak is over, but a strong afterglow remains. Almost as if you are reading each other's minds, everyone looks one another. ''Kyra:'' //"Did you all just go through what I went through?"// ''Andrew:'' //"I went through something... Can't even begin to explain, but I went through something that's for sure."// ''Kyra:'' //"Same. Give it some time and it'll all make a bit more sense. They call it 'integration'."// You tell them both that you also can't really explain it right now but promise to tell them about it when you are able to. The three of you spend the rest of the night exploring the festival and decide to check out the music again a little later. Eventually when the music passes its climax for the night, everyone decides to get some rest and head back to camp. [[Next|c2-d2-p1-mushrooms-outside]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You wake up the next morning in your tent well-rested, and feeling sharper than you when wake up most mornings; you attribute this to the effect of the mushrooms. Even though it's almost lunchtime, you grab your breakfast out of your bag and leave your tent to find Kyra lying on the grass smoking a joint and Andrew sitting on a log cooking something on his portable gas cooker. //"Morning"// they both say to you as you zip up the tent door behind you. //"Morning!"// you reply, //"How do you both feel after last night? Had a good sleep?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Better than ever!"// ''Andrew:'' //"I feel great."// You concur with them both and sit on the grass between the two, get comfy, and enjoy your breakfast. [[Next|c2-d2-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Kyra pulls out two bags filled with a dark green, dried, plant matter that looks almost like cooking herbs. One bag is marked ‘leaf’, the other marked ‘50x’. She told us it is salvia, a plant that’s legal in a lot of countries and is said to be just as trippy, if not more intense than DMT. She explained that the experience only lasts around ten minutes, so if you don’t like it you won’t have to put up with it for long. After asking what ‘leaf’ and ‘50x’ mean, she said leaf is the gentlest experience, 50x is 50 times that. [[Choice 1: Smoke the salvia|c2-salvia-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't smoke the salvia|c2-salvia-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You think to yourself "It's 10 minutes, what's the worst that could happen?", and ask Kyra what the difference between the bags is. ''Kyra:'' //"Well, leaf is the gentlest experience, 50x is 50 times that."// ''Andrew:'' //"What's it like?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Honestly, if I could explain it I would. It's just one of those things that you're gonna have to find out for yourself."// You consider which of the two you will smoke. [[Choice 1: Leaf|c2-salviaLeaf]] [[Choice 2: 50x|c2-salvia50x]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decline the salvia but encourage the others to do as they please. You enjoy a relaxing afternoon chilling with your friends at the campsite. You feel like you might be missing out on something after seeing Kyra rolling around on the ground laughing for 10 or so minutes. If it’s that short and she came back from it okay, could it really be that bad? So many people have such frightening stories to tell about salvia, maybe she’s just lucky. Deciding to stay sober for now still seems like the safest option. Why risk it when you’re feeling fine just as you are? [[Next|c2-d2-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

//"Leaf"// you tell Kyra. ''Kyra:'' //"Leaf it is then!"// Kyra packs a pipe full of the granulated plant matter. She hands the pipe and a lighter to you. ''Kyra:'' //"And remember to hold it in!"// You put the pipe to your mouth, light the lighter, and inhale as much of the thick, harsh, dry smoke as deep into your lungs as you can. You don't finish it all in one go, so after holding it in for a good 20 or so seconds, you finish the pipe and quickly hand it back to Kyra as you feel an extremely abnormal shift in gravity pulling you strongly downwards and to the side, so you attempt to get up and attempt to rebalance, but the pull is too much and you fall over. [[Next|c2-salviaLeaf-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

//"50x"// you tell Kyra. ''Kyra:'' //"50x it is then!"// Kyra packs a pipe full of the granulated plant matter. She hands the pipe and a lighter to you. ''Kyra:'' //"And remember to hold it in!"// You put the pipe to your mouth, light the lighter, and inhale as much of the thick, harsh, dry smoke as deep into your lungs as you can. You don't finish it all in one go, so after holding it in for a good 20 or so seconds, you finish the pipe and quickly hand it back to Kyra as you start to see all the colours in your vision drip to the ground like paint running down a wall. [[Next|c2-salvia50x-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You lose all depth perception and your vision turns 2D. While looking at a tree, you notice that you are no longer looking from your own eyes, but from the perspective of the tree instead. The ground around you appears to roll up like a carpet behind you and you feel as if you are rotating around on a big wheel, like you are stuck on a spinning Gravitron. Your surroundings look simplified and cartoonish. Everything feels like it’s the first time you seen it, and thus feels unrecognisable. This freaks you out and you just close your eyes and wait for it to wear off. You feel gravity start to return back to normal, and you open your eyes to see reality slowly unfolding back into its normal three-dimensional appearance. You feel a bit shaken up by the experience, but fine overall and happy to be out of it. [[Next|c2-salviaLead-next2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

You leave the multicoloured factory and the conveyor belt speeds up, sending you flying down an equally-multicoloured tunnel. Approaching the light at the end of tunnel, you feels like you are about to reach the end; not the end of your body however, that was long gone, and not the end of the trip... what trip? ...but the end of your entire consciousness, the very last thing you have left. As they reach the light, you feel your soul disintegrate, but instead of becoming nothing, you become everything. You realise that the light at the end of the tunnel was the projector of the cosmic movie reel you didn't realise you have been watching your entire life. And that the light isn't something else coming from somewhere else, but that is actually you, and you have been there since the beginning of time. You realise that the eternal life projector that is you hasn't only been projecting your own life movie either, but the life of the every single being to have ever lived, and the existence of the entire universe as a whole! You have a paradigm-shifting epiphany: I'm not just me! I am universe! I have been my entire life! Not long after, you slowly begin to remember: you remember you have a body; you remember you were in a world; you remember that you took a drug; and you remember that you are in fact alive and okay after all. [[Next|c2-salvia50x-next3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

The group goes for a walk around the festival and once again finds themselves beside the dancefloor. Something on the ground catches your attention; sitting there on the ground is a small ziploc bag with something inside it. //"Hey guys I found something!"// you announce to the group. Upon insecting it closer, you find there are strips of paper tabs from a blotter sheet inside. You come to the conclusion, “this must be acid”. So excited by your luck, you open the bag and consider taking some right now. [[Choice 1: Put a couple of tabs in your mouth|c2-nbome-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the tabs|c2-nbome-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You've heard great things about acid and having seen people in the past take tabs, you think nothing of it and break off two of the tabs from one of the strips and put them in your mouth. As soon as the tabs hit your tongue, you notice a shockingly bitter taste. [[Choice 1: Don’t say anything about the bitter taste|c2-nbome-bitter-swallow]] [[Choice 2: Tell Kyra|c2-nbome-tellKyra]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decide it is probably safest not taking anything out of this mystery bag of drugs, for many reasons among having no idea what's actually in them. You ask the group if they want any but they decline. You continue enjoying yourself in a postive mindset and sober state minus a few drinks. The rest of the day goes as expected and your headspace remains neutral and controlled with little effort. You justify your decision to stay sober by knowing you are remaining safe by staying in control. [[Next|c2-d3-p1-nbome-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You mention the bitter taste of the tab to Kyra. ''Kyra:'' //"Fuck dude spit it out! That's NBOMe! Fake acid! Real acid is flavourless!"// [[Choice 1: Swallow the tab|c2-nbome-tellKyra-swallow]] [[Choice 2: Spit the tab out|c2-nbome-tellKyra-spit]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

Never having taken acid before, you just assume the taste is always like this and swallow the tabs. You soon find out why people invest in testing kits. Almost before you have any chance to regret it, you are catapulted into a glitchy, chaotic maelstrom of the mind that brings a foreboding sense of impending doom. Your body is engulfed by a sensation of pins and needles. You struggle to walk around now, stumbling over your own feet. You feel a surge of nausea and involuntarily dry reach but nothing comes out. An overwhelming sense of confusion overrides your ability to comprehend the simplest things. You feel like your have just dropped 100 IQ, unable to even string together a coherent sentence. Uttering unintelligible noises to Kyra, she understands that you are in trouble and you need help. She tells you that she’s going to try to find someone with some ‘trip killers’ (benzodiazepine), and leaves you with Andrew. Your field of view begins to pixelate, fragmenting your vision like shattered glass. You collapse to the ground. White noise covers your sight and renders you effectively blind. [[Next|c2-nbome-bitter-swallow2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

Kyra gets down to the ground to meet you at eye level. ''Kyra:'' //"Fucking hell dude... You are a mess! I can't imagine what you must be going through right now. Please take these. It will make everything better."// [[Choice 1: Take the trip killers|c2-nbome-swallow-acceptKillers]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the trip killers|c2-nbome-swallow-declineKillers]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

Kyra urgently hands you a couple of tablets of Valium and a bottle of water. You quickly gulp them down and rest your head back on the ground, closing your eyes, and waiting for things to return back to normal. After painfully enduring a further 20 minutes of hell, you are returned to a more or less sober, calm state of mind, albeit still quite shaken up by the experience. Kyra asks you if you are feeling better now. You tell her you are. She asks what it was like, but you are too worn out to talk. You feel like you are going to be able to continue on at the festival, but for now you just need some rest. [[Next|c2-d3-p1-nbome-accept]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

You decline Kyra’s recommendation to take the trip killers. Masochistically, you think to yourself “I’ve done this to myself. Now I’ve got to play the cards I’ve been dealt and just sit through it.” You end up lying down on the grass while the NBOMe wreaks havoc on your psyche and waits for the torture to finally end. Eventually it does, but you are left feeling drained of all their energy - raped of the mind and soul. Your vision hasn’t returned to normal either, with visual snow covering your sight like TV static. Tracers still follow everything that moves too, albeit it, not as bad as it was, but you get the feeling this might be around to stay. [[Next|c2-nbome-end]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

You wake up the next morning in your tent feeling lethargic and with a throbbing headache. You hardly got any sleep and you've slept in til midday again. You grab your breakfast out of your bag and leave your tent. Kyra and Andrew aren't at the campsite. You call out to see if Kyra is in her tent or Andrew is in his swag - no response. You sit down on your camping chair and begin eating your breakfast. After a while, your friends return to the campsite holding drinks and a bucket of hot chips. ''Kyra:'' "Hey! How are you after yesterday's little accident? Also want some chips?" You respond, //"No thanks, and shit to be 100% honest with you. But I'll be alright."// ''Kyra:'' //"Shit. Sorry to hear it."// ''Andrew:'' "Here, have one of these, it'll probably make you feel better." [[Choice 1: Have a drink|c2-d3-p2-nbome-accept-drink-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't have a drink|c2-d3-p2-nbome-accept-drink-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You decide to swallow the tabs despite Kyra’s cautioning against it. You soon finds out why people avoid this knock-off like the plague. Almost before you have any chance to regret it, you are catapulted into a glitchy, chaotic maelstrom of the mind that brings a foreboding sense of impending doom. Your body is engulfed by a sensation of pins and needles. You struggle to walk around now, stumbling over your own feet. You feel a surge of nausea and involuntarily dry reach but nothing comes out. An overwhelming sense of confusion overrides your ability to comprehend the simplest things. You feel like your have just dropped 100 IQ, unable to even string together a coherent sentence. Uttering unintelligible noises to Kyra, she understands that you are in trouble and you need help. She tells you that she’s going to try to find someone with some ‘trip killers’ (benzodiazepine), and leaves you with Andrew. Your field of view begins to pixelate, fragmenting your vision like shattered glass. You collapse to the ground. White noise covers your sight and renders you effectively blind. [[Next|c2-nbome-tellKyra-swallow2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

Deciding it is probably safest not taking anything out of this mystery bag of drugs, for many reasons among having no idea what's actually in them, you spit the tabs out immediately, leaving just a momentary aftertaste of the bitterness. You go on enjoying the rest of the day in a postive mindset and sober state minus a few drinks. The rest of the day goes as expected and your headspace remains neutral and controlled with little effort. You tell yourself you made the right decision keeping yourself safe by staying in control. [[Next|c2-d3-p1-nbome-accept]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You and your friends go for a walk around the festival. Near the dancefloor, Kyra this time coincidentally stumbles upon yet another bag, also containing tabs. She takes one out and just taps it on her tongue real quick. ''Kyra:'' //"Now I'm not saying to do what I just did every time you find a random bag of drugs on the ground, but the taste test is giving me all green lights. It's tasteless! We got acid! Anyone keen?"// [[Choice 1: Take the acid|c2-acid-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't take the acid|c2-acid-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

After determining what's in the bag isn't NBOMe, you decide to eat a couple of the tabs. Kyra and Andrew do the same. While everyone waits for the acid to take effect, they discuss where they should go and what they should do on the trip. [[Choice 1: Stay at the dancefloor and enjoy the music|c2-acid-decideOnDancefloor]] [[Choice 2: Get away from all the people and venture into the forest|c2-acid-decideOnForest]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

Even though Kyra claims it is real acid, you decide to stay on the safe side and not take any random ground drugs today. The group doesn't want to leave you behind, so they decide to not trip either. You continue enjoying yourself in a postive mindset and sober state minus a few drinks. The rest of the day goes as expected and your headspace remains neutral and controlled with little effort. You justify your decision to stay sober by knowing you are remaining safe by staying in control. [[Next|c2-d3-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You suggest the group sticks around the main stage and listens to the DJ. Everyone agrees. There’s a lot of people around, some appear to be sober, others tripping. The more the sun begins to sets, the more the group begins to get lost in trance as the DJ’s music guides them into the beginning of their trip. The effects of the acid begin to become apparent; the music seems to grow in depth and width, new frequencies appearing in your conscious awareness where they weren't before. It's like hearing in HD. Your perception grows sharper and sensory stimuli becomes more intense. As continue to move to the music, your awareness of yourself and everyone around you grows. A combination of the intensity of the music and the shear amount of people around you is causing a sort of 'sensory overload' which you never really ever experience. This driving you to feeling quite overwhelmed with everything that is going on. [[Next|c2-acid-dancefloor]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

You begin to feel like you are struggling to talk. You know what you want to say, but the words won’t come out as planned. This is both frustrating and anxiety-inducing, which makes you start to panic. You become more self-conscious and afraid of what people will think of you. A group of strangers laughing nearby feels like it is directed at you, causing you to feel triggered, resurfacing past trauma from your school days. Paranoia ensues. You feel your heart pounding against your chest. All the colour in your surroundings seems to drain away leaving everything in dead grey tones. Shapes of objects around you seem to change form based on your mood, losing their softness and becoming sharp to look at, turning jagged, crooked and scrawled. You feel an increased sense of separation from everyone and the environment. [[Next|c2-acid-dancefloor-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

Anxiety has now turned into full-blown fear as you worry if they will ever feel normal again. The fear is so extreme now that your environment feels like it is starting to close in around you. You recall hearing about bad trips, but never knew what they were like. Now you know and you just want it to end. All the while, you don’t say anything about it as you don’t want to ruin everyone else’s trip. Noticing you are going through a rough time but not wanting to bring it up, Kyra suggests the group goes on a nature walk away from all the people at the festival. [[Choice 1: Go for a nature walk|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest]] [[Choice 2: Stay at the dancefloor|c2-acid-dancefloorStay]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

Everyone agrees with Kyra and they You leave the main area of the festival and head towards a nearby forest. Between you and the forest is a massive field which takes you longer than expected to cross. Approaching the forest, the player feels a great sense of relief as they are now away from everyone else and all the loud noise. Just as the group reaches the edge, almost simultaneously, everyone feels the acid take effect. It begins with a slight nausea in the stomach nothing that takes away from the pleasantness of this tingling sensation that runs over your body almost like goosebumps - it's almost as though you can consciously feel every inch of your skin. You notice the colours have all returned too, if not more vibrant than they usually are. Everything is relaxing and okay now. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

You are too concerned about ruminating on your paranoid thoughts and dwelling on your newfound anxieties that you don’t care to leave and see what the forest has to offer. You spend so much time worrying about things that aren’t even real that you forget what you are even doing and that you could be talking to your friends, enjoying yourself and doing anything you like. Instead, you feel completely stuck, too fearful to move or say anything. Everything becomes too much for you and you drop to the ground and curl into a fetal position. Your friends try to snap you out of it and cheer you up, but to no avail, your journey is now beyond the point of no return. [[Next|c2-acid-dancefloorStay-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

The serene environment brings a sense of peace to the group. The leaves in the trees rustle in the wind, but heard with more clarity than ever. Birds calling seem more than mere bird calls, but more like apparent conversations spoken between intelligent animals much like ourselves. All the colours around you grow more vibrant as you fall deeper into a state of tranquility. The ground, trees, rocks and plants all appear to breathe and seem just as alive as you. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-next2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You suggest the group goes on a nature walk away from all the people at the festival. Everyone agrees. You leave the main area of the festival and head towards a nearby forest. Between you and the forest is a massive field which takes you longer than expected to cross. Just as the group reaches the edge, almost simultaneously, everyone feels the acid take effect. It begins with a slight nausea in the stomach nothing that takes away from the pleasantness of this tingling sensation that runs over your body almost like goosebumps - it's almost as though you can consciously feel every inch of your skin. [[Next|c2-acid-decideOnForest-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

The serene environment brings a sense of peace to the group. The leaves in the trees rustle in the wind, but heard with more clarity than ever. Birds calling seem more than mere bird calls, but more like apparent conversations spoken between intelligent animals much like ourselves. All the colours around you grow more vibrant as you fall deeper into a state of tranquility. The ground, trees, rocks and plants all appear to breathe and seem just as alive as you. The setting sun peeks through the trees, shining beams of light that refract a rainbow in thin air. [[Next|c2-acid-decideOnForest-next2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

After sitting down taking in the music and vibrant surroundings of the festival for a while, Kyra remembers what she has still sitting in her pocket, and pulls out a bag of yellow orange crystalline dust that looks similar to pollen. She asks the group if anyone would like some DMT. She assures you it only lasts about 10 minutes, much like the salvia, but very different. She pulls out her pipe, packs it with what she says is a non-psychoactive herb, sprinkles some DMT on top, and then sandwiches it between another layer of herb. She claims this stops stop the crystals from burning and melts the DMT crystals more evenly. [[Choice 1: Smoke the DMT|c2-dmt-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't smoke the DMT|c2-d4-p1-dmt-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You ask Kyra if you will be safe. She assures you that in barely 10 minutes, you will be back and perfectly fine. You accept the offer. Once you feel as though you are ready as you'll ever be, Kyra hands you the pipe. She tells you to take three long hits, one after the other, and hold each in for as long as you can. [[Next|c2-dmt-comeup]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

The player sits with the others as they smoke DMT and watches them lie down for about 10 minutes, then return feeling absolutely fine. They listen to their friends’ recounts on their experience on the DMT. It sounds very interesting, but maybe a bit too extreme. They urge the player to try it and assure them they’ll be fine but still the player insists on declining. They enjoy the rest of the final night of the festival, dancing for the rest of the night making the most of every last moment before everyone has to leave and return to society. You party on til the sun comes up and the music reaches it's peak for the weekend before gracefully descending into a chill vibe which sends everyone back to their campsites ready to bring the weekend to an end. You walk with your friends back to where you have your tents set up, looking behind to the emptying dancefloor stage being lit by the crack of dawn. You reminisce over what an awesome weekend this has been. So many amazing memories that you know you will have a hard time forgetting. [[Next|c2-d4-p1-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Before you even had the chance to blow out the harsh lung-burning smoke, all the colours in your vision suddenly became oversaturated. Faint but growing louder, you hear a ringing sound. It quickly overtakes the volume of any sounds around you. It grows so loud that it begins to shake your entire body. You feel your skin vibrating like buzzing electricity. The ringing is now so strong it is beginning to tear the fabric of reality apart. You suddenly feel yourself leave your body, and look back at yourself from above. [[Next|c2-dmt-peak]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

#Prologue Pt. 1 You hear a car pull up outside - it must be Kyra! Quickly running over your checklist for the 100th time, you make sure you've packed all your festival essentials. Kyra told you to pack light. You tried your best but it looks like you're going on a three week holiday. Before you even leave the house you can hear Kyra's car sound system thumping through the front door. Lugging half a ton worth of clothes, camping supplies, food and drink, you make your way to the car... "YEEEEEEW!!!" screamed Kyra over the blasting basslines of her favourite psytrance playlist. She jumps out the car and runs over to you and gives you a big hug before you even had a chance to drop your bags. "Lemme pop the boot for ya", she says as she runs to the front of the car and pulls the lever. You throw your bags in the boot, close it, and jump in the back seat. Andrew is sitting in front passenger, he turns around and meekly says hi. You greet him back, and before you know it, Kyra's putting her foot to the floor and the three of you are speeding off towards your first ever festival! [[Next|c1-d1-p2]]

#Day 1, Night Ripe with curiosity, you ask Kyra, "So what's in the bag?" "Well..." she says, pulling out a ziplock bag. "Here we have a whole bag of mushies!" she exclaims, "and according to the writing on the bag, we have a whole 15 grams here! That's enough for me, you, and Andrew!" Stunned by the news, you remain silent. Andrew chimes in, "Would be a bit odd to have a bag just within another bag, you sure there's not anything else?" Kyra replies, "There sure is!" Pulling out two small ziplock bags, this time, filled with dark green organic-looking material. "What's that?", you ask. "This would be salvia, my friend. Salvia Divinorum", says Kyra. "One bag says leaf, the other says 50x." You ask, "Is there anything else in there?" Pulling out yet another smaller bag, Kyra replies "Oh yes indeed..." The bag contains some kind of yellow orange crystalline dust that looks similar to pollen. "Now this is the stuff..." says Kyra. "DMT." You have so many questions, but you know you've got all the time in the world to ask them, so you save your breath for the moment. Putting the salvia and DMT back in the paper bag, she holds the bag of mushrooms and asks the group... "Anyone wanna trip?" [[Choice 1: Take the mushrooms|c1-mushrooms-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the mushrooms|c1-mushrooms-decline]]

You respond to Kyra with an affirmative "Sure!" Kyra smiles, and you both look to Andrew, he says "Why not?" "Sweeeeeet", says Kyra as she starts to eyeball roughly a third of what's in the bag to one side. She hands that to Andrew, "Five grams for youuu!" She does the same, piling an intimidating amount in your hand. You never expected 5 grams to look like so much! Andrew, also surprised at the amount asks, "And I have to eat ALL of this? In one go?!" Kyra responds, "Yes. You want it all to hit you at once." She puts what's left in the bag into her hand and asks the group, "Are you ready?" "Ready as I'll ever be.", replies Andrew. "Aight! Last one to finish is a rotten mushroom!" [[Next|c1-mushrooms-comeup]]

Choice 2: Don’t take the mushrooms The player continues enjoying the rest of the day in a positive mindset and sober state minus a few drinks. The rest of the day goes as expected and their headspace remains neutral and controlled with little effort. [[Day 2, Part 1 - Morning|c1-d2-p1]]

You decide it would be best to leave the group and go back to your tent to be alone. You tell the group and they offer to walk them back but you tell them you are fine and to enjoy their night. They tell you they won’t leave you alone til they know they are safe, so they walk you back to the campsite and help you unzip the door and crawl inside. You instantly feel so much better. You are overwhelmed by a wave of appreciation and gratitude for having such caring friends. The feelings of gratitude are so strong that they override the nausea - you forget you were ever in any pain. Warm fuzzies cover you like a soft blanket of love and you drift off into a dreamlike state where you realise you are in the process of deep internal transformation. You feel sensations of electrical pulsations within the brain like firing synapses and rapid connections of new neural pathways. Abstract concepts, paradoxical ideas, and ineffable realisations are coming to you with complete clarity - things that are inherently unknowable are suddenly making sense. [[Next|c2-d2-p1-mushrooms-tent2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

Your anxiety and paranoia has now escalated to full-blown fear. You worry that you are going to stay like this forever. Everything becomes too much for you and you drop to the ground and curl into a fetal position. Your friends try to snap you out of it and cheer you up, but to no avail, your journey is now beyond the point of no return. You remain in a catatonic state for the remainder of the trip. Once the mushrooms finally wear off, you are embarrassed to be seen in front of your friends and strangers. The trip may be over, but your anxiety hasn’t ceased. The prospect of you enjoying yourself and being able to party this weekend seems too far gone and exhausting now. You think about how nice it would be curled up in your bed right now away from everyone, so you decide to cut your losses and leave the festival early and head home. You wonder how differently things would have gone if you decided to sit down and relax when you felt the urge to. [[End|c2-mushrooms-end]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

''You lasted one day at the festival before having a bad trip on mushrooms and heading home. If only you had listened to your intuition and relaxed, instead of going against the grain and resisting what the mushrooms were telling you.'' [[Play again?|character-selection]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_end.png" class="fix"/>

#Prologue You hear a car pull up outside - it must be Kyra! Quickly running over your checklist for the 100th time, you make sure you've packed all your festival essentials. Kyra told you to pack light. You tried your best but it looks like you're going on a three week holiday. Before you even leave the house you can hear Kyra's car sound system thumping through the front door. Lugging half a ton worth of clothes, camping supplies, food and drink, you make your way to the car... "YEEEEEEW!!!" screamed Kyra over the blasting basslines of her favourite psytrance playlist. She jumps out the car and runs over to you and gives you a big hug before you even had a chance to drop your bags. "Lemme pop the boot for ya", she says as she runs to the front of the car and pulls the lever. You throw your bags in the boot, close it, and jump in the back seat. Andrew is sitting in front passenger, he turns around and meekly says hi. You greet him back, and before you know it, Kyra's putting her foot to the floor and the three of you are speeding off towards your first ever festival! [[Next|c3-d1-p2]]

The player feels a conversation play out within their own head, fully-conscious of the two hemispheres of their brain communicating with each other. They watch the ground and trees breathe, and the texture of their environment drift around like the surface of the ocean on a calm day. They come back feeling lighter and brighter than they did before. They feel more ‘switched on’ and open to sensory stimuli, as if the mushrooms somehow heightened their level of perception even after the trip was over. [[Day 2, Part 1 - Morning|c1-d2-p1]]

#Nicely done! ''You managed to go a whole festival without having a trip so bad you had to head home early!'' ''Having picked a character with a higher predisposition to anxiety, hopefully you learnt a few things about what sort of situations can cause anxiety-prone individuals to have a bad trip, and what to avoid in order to prevent that.'' ''Do not attempt to reenact or immitate the behaviours depicted in this game. But if you do choose to experiment with substances however, always, ALWAYS use a testing kit - they are relatively cheap and easily accessible from many online vendors. It's a small price to pay for your safety.'' ''Share this with your friends to spread awareness of harm reduction and hopefully reduce potential psychedelic-related psychosis in the future. Feel free to play it again as many times as you like to explore the other characters and many different possible timelines!'' ''Thanks for playing!'' [[Play again?|character-selection]]

Day 2, Part 1 - Morning Sleep Wakeup Reflection [[Day 2, Part 2 - Midday|c1-d2-p1-mushrooms-accept]]

Day 2, Part 2 - Midday Psychedelic Experience: Salvia Divinorum Kyra pulls out two bags filled with a dark green, dried, plant matter that looks almost like cooking herbs. One bag is marked ‘leaf’, the other marked ‘50x’. She told us it is salvia, a plant that’s legal in a lot of countries and is said to be just as trippy, if not more intense than DMT. She explained that the experience only lasts around ten minutes, so if they don’t like it they won’t have to put up with it for long. After asking what ‘leaf’ and ‘50x’ mean, she said leaf is the gentlest experience, 50x is 50 times that. [[c1-salvia-accept]] [[c1-salvia-decline]]

Choice 1A: Smoke the leaf The player feels gravity increase strongly downwards and to the side, so they attempt to get up and move around, but the pull is too much and they fall over. They lose all depth perception and their vision turns 2D. While looking at a tree, they notice that they are no longer looking from their own eyes, but from the perspective of the tree instead. The ground around them appears to roll up like a carpet behind them and the player feels as if they are stuck rotating around on a big wheel. Their surroundings look simplified and cartoonish. Everything feels like it’s the first time the player has seen it, and thus feels unrecognisable. This freaks the player out and they just close their eyes and wait for it to wear off. They feel gravity start to return back to normal, and they open their eyes to see reality slowly unfolding back into its normal three-dimensional appearance. The player feels a bit shaken up by the experience, but fine overall and happy to be out of it. [[c1-salviaLeaf]] [[c1-salvia50x]]

Choice 2: Don’t smoke the salvia The player enjoys a relaxing afternoon chilling with friends at the campsite. They feel like they might be missing out on something after seeing Kyra rolling around on the ground laughing for 10 or so minutes. If it’s that short and she came back from it okay, could it really be that bad? So many people have such frightening stories to tell about salvia, maybe she’s just lucky. Deciding to stay sober for now still seems like the safest option. Why risk it when you’re feeling fine just as you are? [[Day 2, Part 3 - Afternoon/Night|c1-d2-p3]]

Choice 2B: Smoke the 50x extract The player notices all of the colours around them drip to the ground like paint runs down a wall. The player instantly forgets they have taken a drug and starts hearing their own thoughts, as if they are not their own, but rather a distant voice calling out to them. The player has now lost all sense of time and what could be one second, feels like an eternity. They assume by now, something seriously bad has happened to them and they must surely be dead. Following the direction of the dripping colours, the player falls face-first off the chair they were sitting on, but instead of hitting the ground, they fall through the dirt and find themself surrounded by a multicolored psychedelic factory with lots of complex machinery. They find themself stuck on a conveyor belt with lots of other little beings on it. There are also beings watching the player travel along the conveyor belt, as if for their own amusement. Before they know it, the player approaches a gigantic razor-sharp blade that proceeds to slice their body up into paper-thin sheets. The sheets of person start to fly rapidly to the left in a way that, to the player, feels like they are a book and their body is the pages in which they are flicking through. The player has now entirely forgotten what it felt like to ever have existed. Their body feels like it has now been destroyed and discarded, but their consciousness remains. The player leaves the multicoloured factory and the conveyor belt speeds up, sending them flying down an equally-multicoloured tunnel. Approaching the light at the end of tunnel, the player feels like they are about to reach the end. (Not the end of the trip however, but the end of their consciousness.) As they reach the light, they feel their soul disintegrate, but instead of becoming nothing, they become everything. They realise the light at the end of the tunnel was the projector of the movie reel they have been watching their entire life. And that the light was actually them, and the projector wasn’t only projecting their own life movie, but the life of the whole universe. The player has an epiphany and realises they have been the universe their entire life. Not long after, they slowly begin to remember: they remember they have a body; they remember they were in a world; they remember that they took a drug; and they remember they were alive and okay. [[c1-salvia50x-next]]

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Day 2, Part 3 - Afternoon/Night Psychedelic Experience: NBOMe The player finds a bag on the ground. Inside, there are strips of paper tabs from a blotter sheet. The player comes to the conclusion, “this must be acid”. [[Choice 1: Put a couple of tabs in your mouth|c1-nbome-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the tabs|c1-nbome-decline]]

Choice 1: Put a couple of tabs in your mouth Having seen people in the past take tabs, the player breaks off two of the tabs from one of the strips and puts them in their mouth. As soon as the tabs hit the player’s tongue, they notice a shockingly bitter taste. [[Choice 1A: Don’t say anything about the bitter taste|c1-nbome-bitter-swallow]] [[Choice 1B: Tell Kyra|c1-nbome-tellKyra]]

The player continues enjoying the rest of the day in a positive mindset and sober state, minus a few drinks. Their headspace remains neutral and under control with little effort. [[Day 3, Part 1 - Morning|c1-d3-p1]]

Day 3, Part 1 - Morning Sleep Wakeup Reflection [[Day 3, Part 2 - Midday|c1-d3-p2]]

Choice 1A: Don’t say anything about the bitter taste Never having taken acid before, the player just assumes this is normal and swallows the tabs. The player soon finds out why people avoid this knock-off like the plague. Almost before they have any chance to regret it, they are catapulted into a glitchy, chaotic maelstrom of the mind that brings a foreboding sense of impending doom. The player’s body is engulfed by a sensation of pins and needles. They struggle to walk around now, stumbling over their own feet. The player feels a surge of nausea and they involuntarily dry reach but nothing comes out. An overwhelming sense of confusion overrides their ability to comprehend the simplest things. The player feels like they have just dropped 100 IQ, unable to even string together a coherent sentence. Uttering unintelligible noises to Kyra, she understands that the player is in trouble and they need help. She tells the player that she’s going to try to find someone with some ‘trip killers’ (benzodiazepine), and leaves them with Andrew. The player’s field of view begins to pixelate, fragmenting their vision like shattered glass. The player collapses on the ground. White noise covers their sight and renders them effectively blind. All of a sudden, everything stops. The player is transported to an infinite dark abyss. Out of nowhere, their entire life flashes before their eyes. Reality as they know it is now long gone. Their life only minutes before now feels like a distant memory and the player wonders “was my entire life just a thought of someone on their deathbed?”. They hear some trying to speak to them as if attempting to wake them up. The player opens their eyes to find they are laying on a gurney in a mental hospital. They turn to someone standing next to them and ask “am I tripping?”. The person replies, “you tripped 5 years ago”. A deep feeling of regret and panic rushes over the player. All they want is to go back. They close their eyes again and wake up to their aching body lying on the ground, but something’s not right - their mind has snapped reality in half and a fear that shakes them to their core makes them question if they will be stuck like this forever. The player feels like their mind has broken beyond repair. Out of the corner of their eye, the player sees someone running towards them. It’s Kyra. She says she has the trip killers. [[c1-nbome-next]]

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nbome-next [[c1-nbome-swallow-acceptKillers]] [[c1-nbome-swallow-declineKillers]]

Choice 1.1A: Take the trip killers Kyra urgently hands you a couple of tablets of Valium and a bottle of water. The player quickly gulps them down and rests their head back on the ground, closing their eyes, and waiting for things to return back to normal. The player takes a couple of the tablets of Valium from Kyra and swallows them. After painfully enduring a further 20 minutes of hell, the player is returned to a sober, calm state of mind, albeit still quite shaken up by the experience. Kyra asks the player if they are feeling better now. They tell her they are. She asks what it was like, but the player is too worn out to talk. They feel like they are going to be able to continue on at the festival, but for now they just need some rest. [[Day 3, Part 1 - Morning|c1-d3-p1]]

Choice 1.1B: Don’t take the trip killers The player declines Kyra’s recommendation to take the trip killers. Masochistically, the player thinks “I’ve created this. I’ve got to play the cards I’ve dealt myself and just sit through it.” The player ends up lying down on the grass while the NBOMe wreaks havoc on their psyche and waits for the torture to finally end. Eventually it does, but the player feels drained of all their energy, and raped of the mind and soul. Their vision hasn’t returned to normal either, with visual snow covering their sight like TV static. Tracers still follow everything that moves too, albeit it, not as bad as it was, but the player gets the feeling this might be around to stay.

Day 3, Part 2 - Midday Psychedelic Experience: Real Acid The player and friends go for a walk around the festival. Near the main stage they coincidentally find another bag, also containing tabs. This time before the player even gets the chance to grab one from the bag, Kyra beats you to it and just taps it on her tongue. She says she tastes nothing - this means it’s real acid. She asks if the group wants to trip. [[c1-acid-accept]] [[c1-acid-decline]]

Choice 1A: Stay at the dancefloor and enjoy the music The player suggests the group sticks around the main stage and listens to the DJ. Everyone agrees. There’s a lot of people around, some appear to be sober, others tripping. The group begins to get lost in trance as the DJ’s music guides them into the beginning of their trip. [[Choice 1A: Stay at the dancefloor and enjoy the music|c1-acid-decideOnDancefloor]] [[Choice 1B: Get away from all the people and venture into the forest|c1-acid-decideOnForest]]

Choice 2: Don’t take acid The player continues enjoying the rest of the day in a positive mindset and sober state, minus a few drinks. Their headspace remains neutral and under control with little effort. [[Day 3, Part 3 - Night|c1-d3-p3]]

Day 3, Part 3 - Night Psychedelic Experience: N,N-Dimethyltryptamine (DMT) After the acid wears off, Kyra pulls out a bag of yellow orange crystalline dust that looks similar to pollen, and asks the group if anyone would like some DMT. She assures them it only lasts about 10 minutes. She loads up a small metal herb pipe, packs it with what she says is a non-psychoactive herb, sprinkles some DMT on top, and then sandwiches it between another layer of herb. This is said to stop the crystals from burning, and to melt the DMT more evenly. [[Choice 1: Smoke DMT|c1-dmt-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t smoke DMT|c1-dmt-decline]]

The player suggests the group sticks around the main stage and listens to the DJ. Everyone agrees. There’s a lot of people around, some appear to be sober, others tripping. The group begins to get lost in trance as the DJ’s music guides them into the beginning of their trip. [[c1-acid-dancefloor]]

The player feels their ego starts to dissolve but embraces this new state of being. With no resistance, they are taken on a journey coloured by the music. Everything around them seems to change with each sound. Certain tones colour things differently and everything breathes with the groove. The group seems to see the same things, almost as if they are all in the same trip together. They all feel an increased sense of cohesion with each other and connectedness with everything. Out of nowhere, they feel like they are having conversations with each other, without ever speaking a word as if telepathically. Everything seems like it is super soft and alive, almost like it is a part of their body. The experience is very enjoyable for everyone, and leaves them feeling better than how they did before. For the rest of the day, they feel fresh of mind like their soul has taken a shower. Their energy levels feel replenished, and they are left with increased notions of gratitude, empathy, and contentedness. [[Next|c1-acid-dancefloor-next]]

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The player eagerly accepts the offer. Once they feel they are ready, Kyra hands them the pipe and instructs the player to take three long draws of the pipe, one after the other, and hold each in for as long as they can. The player does so and goes on a blissful internal journey through psychedelic realms where they come into contact with ethereal beings that impart wisdom upon them, show them where they came from before they were born, and show them to where they will go after they die. The entities bid the player farewell and barely more than 10 minutes after having consumed the drug, they come back feeling good about themself and more loving of others. They feel increased appreciation and gratitude for everything, and overall, have a great experience. They enjoy the rest of the final night of the festival, dancing for the rest of the night making the most of every last moment before everyone has to leave and return to society. [[c1-dmt-comeup]]

Choice 2: Don’t smoke DMT The player sits with the others as they smoke DMT and watches them lie down for about 10 minutes, then return feeling absolutely fine. They listen to their friends’ recounts on their experience on the DMT. It sounds very interesting, but maybe a bit too extreme. They urge the player to try it and assure them they’ll be fine but still the player insists on declining. You enjoy the rest of the final night of the festival, dancing for the rest of the night making the most of every last moment before everyone has to leave and return to society. [[Day 4, Part 1 - Morning|c1-d4-p1]]

Day 4, Part 1 - Morning Reflection Pack up camp Leave festival and head home Ending [[End|c1-end]]

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#Day 1, Night Ripe with curiosity, you ask Kyra, "So what's in the bag?" "Well..." she says, pulling out a ziplock bag. "Here we have a whole bag of mushies!" she exclaims, "and according to the writing on the bag, we have a whole 15 grams here! That's enough for me, you, and Andrew!" Stunned by the news, you remain silent. Andrew chimes in, "Would be a bit odd to have a bag just within another bag, you sure there's not anything else?" Kyra replies, "There sure is!" Pulling out two small ziplock bags, this time, filled with dark green organic-looking material. "What's that?", you ask. "This would be salvia, my friend. Salvia Divinorum", says Kyra. "One bag says leaf, the other says 50x." You ask, "Is there anything else in there?" Pulling out yet another smaller bag, Kyra replies "Oh yes indeed..." The bag contains some kind of yellow orange crystalline dust that looks similar to pollen. "Now this is the stuff..." says Kyra. "DMT." You have so many questions, but you know you've got all the time in the world to ask them, so you save your breath for the moment. Putting the salvia and DMT back in the paper bag, she holds the bag of mushrooms and asks the group... "Anyone wanna trip?" [[Choice 1: Take the mushrooms|c3-mushrooms-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the mushrooms|c3-mushrooms-decline]]

Choice 1.1: Listen to the mushrooms and lie down The player, standing next to a comfy looking patch of grass, decides to take heed of the mushroom’s advice and lay down on the ground. Now staring straight up to the sky, the player notices for the first time how magnificent the night sky is away from the city lights - they see so many stars they have never seen before in their life. Like magic, they feel their mind unlock and all the beauty of the world starts pouring in. They feel an immense appreciation for what it means to be alive. Almost immediately, the nausea disappears and they are left feeling better than what they did before. [[char3-mushrooms-next]]

Choice 1.2: Ignore the mushrooms’ demands and continue exploring The player decides that they know better than to listen to an ‘imaginary voice’, so they continue walking around the festival. Their nausea only worsens and it is now on the brink of being considered painful. This causes them to start feeling anxious. They worry that the mushrooms were the wrong species and they have just gone and poisoned themself on the first day of the festival. The paranoia grows with the relentless stomach cramps and body aches. They are not enjoying themselves. They are now stumbling over their own feet. Long tracers turn into disorientating motion blur. They keep their head down and look at the ground as they walk to stop themself from feeling dizzy. They worry now if their friends are wondering why they look sad, but won’t say anything as they don’t want to ruin their night. Heightened introspection causes the player to feel like they are too embarrassed about the way they are right now to be around anybody. They have the idea that they should go someplace quiet. They feel like they want to be alone and somewhere that feels like home. They remember their tent back at the campsite. [[Go back to the tent|c3-mushrooms-tent]] [[Stay with the group|c3-mushrooms-stay]]

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Choice 1.2A: Go back to the tent The player decides it would be best to leave the group and go back to their tent to be alone. They tell the group and they offer to walk them back but you tell them you are fine and to enjoy their night. They tell the player they won’t leave them alone til they know they are safe, so they walk the player back to the campsite and help them unzip the door and crawl inside. The player instantly feels so much better. They are overwhelmed by a wave of appreciation and gratitude for having such caring friends. The feelings of gratitude are so strong that they override the nausea - the player forgets they were ever in any pain. Warm fuzzies cover the player like a blanket and they drift off into a dreamlike state where they realise they are in the process of deep internal transformation. Sensations of electrical pulsations within the brain like firing synapses and rapid connections of new neural pathways are felt by the player. Abstract concepts, paradoxical ideas, and ineffable realisations are coming to the player with complete clarity - things that are inherently unknowable are suddenly making sense. The player has never believed in God, but now feels as if ‘He’ is speaking to them directly. They are told everything is okay and that they have done nothing wrong. They are loved, and they are enough. All anxiety has now long gone and they feel at peace with themselves and the ordeal they have just endured. They feel they have nothing to apologise about, and that they have a great weekend ahead of them. They feel ready to leave the tent, so they get up, put on some warmer clothes, and join their friends outside who are sitting around a campfire. They ask the player if they are okay and what happened to them, but they struggle to put it into words. Kyra tells the player that they will be integrating the experience for some time, but eventually it will be clearer. The player promises to tell them about it when they are able to. [[Day 2, Part 1 - Morning|c3-d2-p1-mushrooms-tent]]

The player’s anxiety and paranoia has now escalated to full-blown fear. They worry that they are going to stay like this forever. Everything becomes too much for the player and they drop to the ground and curl into a fetal position. Their friends try to snap them out of it and cheer them up, but to no avail, their journey is now beyond the point of no return. They remain in a catatonic state for the remainder of the trip. Once the mushrooms finally wear off, they are embarrassed in front of their friends and strangers. The trip may be over, but their anxiety hasn’t ceased. The prospect of them enjoying themselves and being able to party this weekend seems too far gone and exhausting now, so they decide to leave the festival early and head home. The player wonders how differently things would have gone if they decided to sit down and relax when they felt the urge to. [[c3-mushrooms-end]]

Day 2, Part 1 - Morning Sleep Wakeup Reflection [[c3-d2-p2]]

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Choice 1: Smoke the salvia You ask what the difference between the bags are [[c3-salviaLeaf]] [[c3-salvia50x]]

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Day 2, Part 3 - Afternoon/Night Psychedelic Experience: NBOMe The player finds a bag on the ground. Inside, there are strips of paper tabs from a blotter sheet. The player comes to the conclusion, “this must be acid”. [[Choice 1: Put a couple of tabs in your mouth|c3-nbome-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don’t take the tabs|c3-nbome-decline]]

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Choice 1: Put a couple of tabs in your mouth Having seen people in the past take tabs, the player breaks off two of the tabs from one of the strips and puts them in their mouth. As soon as the tabs hit the player’s tongue, they notice a shockingly bitter taste. [[Choice 1A: Don’t say anything about the bitter taste|c3-nbome-bitter-swallow]] [[Choice 1B: Tell Kyra|c3-nbome-tellKyra]]

Choice 2: Don’t take the tabs The player continues enjoying the rest of the day in a positive mindset and sober state, minus a few drinks. Their headspace remains neutral and under control with little effort. [[Day 3, Part 1 - Morning|c3-d3-p1]]

Choice 1B: Tell Kyra The player mentions the bitter taste of the tab to Kyra. She immediately exclaims that it is NBOMe! Fake acid! Real acid is flavourless. [[Choice 1.1A: Swallow the tab|c3-nbome-tellKyra-swallow]] [[Choice 1.1B: Spit the tab out|c3-nbome-tellKyra-spit]]

nbome-next [[Choice 1.1A: Take the trip killers|c3-nbome-swallow-acceptKillers]] [[Choice 1.1B: Don’t take the trip killers|c3-nbome-swallow-declineKillers]]

Choice 1.1A: Swallow the tab The player decides to swallow the tabs despite Kyra’s cautioning against it. The player soon finds out why people avoid this knock-off like the plague. Almost before they have any chance to regret it, they are catapulted into a glitchy, chaotic maelstrom of the mind that brings a foreboding sense of impending doom. The player’s body is engulfed by a sensation of pins and needles. They struggle to walk around now, stumbling over their own feet. The player feels a surge of nausea and they involuntarily dry reach but nothing comes out. An overwhelming sense of confusion overrides their ability to comprehend the simplest things. The player feels like they have just dropped 100 IQ, unable to even string together a coherent sentence. Uttering unintelligible noises to Kyra, she understands that the player is in trouble and they need help. She tells the player that she’s going to try to find someone with some ‘trip killers’ (benzodiazepine), and leaves them with Andrew. The player’s field of view begins to pixelate, fragmenting their vision like shattered glass. The player collapses on the ground. White noise covers their sight and renders them effectively blind. All of a sudden, everything stops. The player is transported to an infinite dark abyss. Out of nowhere, their entire life flashes before their eyes. Reality as they know it is now long gone. Their life only minutes before now feels like a distant memory and the player wonders “was my entire life just a thought of someone on their deathbed?”. They hear some trying to speak to them as if attempting to wake them up. The player opens their eyes to find they are laying on a gurney in a mental hospital. They turn to someone standing next to them and ask “am I tripping?”. The person replies, “you tripped 5 years ago”. A deep feeling of regret and panic rushes over the player. All they want is to go back. They close their eyes again and wake up to their aching body lying on the ground, but something’s not right - their mind has snapped reality in half and a fear that shakes them to their core makes them question if they will be stuck like this forever. The player feels like their mind has broken beyond repair. Out of the corner of their eye, the player sees someone running towards them. It’s Kyra. She says she has the trip killers. [[Next|c3-nbome-next]]

Choice 1.1B: Spit the tab out The player spits the tabs out, leaving just a momentary aftertaste of the bitterness. They continue enjoying the rest of their day in a positive mindset and sober state, minus a few drinks. Their headspace remains neutral and under control with little effort. [[Day 3, Part 1 - Morning|c3-d3-p1]]

Day 3, Part 1 - Morning Sleep Wakeup Reflection [[c3-d3-p2]]

Choice 1: Take acid After determining what's in the bag isn't NBOMe, you decide to eat a couple of the tabs. While they all wait for the acid to take effect, they discuss where they should go and what they should do on the trip. [[Choice 1A: Stay at the dancefloor and enjoy the music|c3-acid-decideOnDancefloor]] [[Choice 1B: Get away from all the people and venture into the forest|c3-acid-decideOnForest]]

Choice 1B: Get away from all the people and venture into the forest The player suggests the group goes on a nature walk away from all the people at the festival. Everyone agrees. Just as they reach the edge of the nearby forest, almost simultaneously, everyone feels the acid take effect. They spend most of the remainder of the trip exploring the forest undisturbed by strangers. The serene environment brings a sense of peace to the group. All the colours around the player grow more vibrant as they fall deeper into a state of tranquility. The ground, trees, rocks and plants appear to breathe and seem just as alive as the player. The setting sun peeks through the trees, shining beams of light that refract a rainbow in thin air. It feels just like how the woods are described in children’s fairy tales - magical in the purest form. Everything feels realer than real, as if a veil of ignorance has been pulled away leaving everyone seeing what is usually hidden from their eyes. Everyone expresses how glad they are that they came to the forest. The player feels like they are the happiest they have ever been. It is for each, the highlight of their weekend. It feels like one of the most special moments of their lives and they don’t want it to end. They spend most of the remainder of the trip exploring the forest undisturbed by strangers. It somehow feels better than the prospect of tripping in the festival itself. [[c3-acid-decideOnForest-next]]

The player begins to feel more chatty than usual. As they chat away however, they start to feel as if they are more aware of themself, the words coming out of their mouth, and how they are making others feel. The emotions of others feel like they are being experienced by the player themself as if telepathically. This heightened awareness leads to deep introspection. They are no longer feeling very chatty. The player becomes quiet and lost in thought, remembering recent events and realising how they actually affected other people on a subjective level. Other’s opinions of the player begin to weigh-down on them. Almost as if for the first time, the player feels bad for all the times they have upset other people by being too insensitive and thoughtless. Kyra notices the player is getting lost in their own mind and suggests the group goes on a nature walk away from all the people at the festival. [[Next|c3-acid-dancefloor-next]]

char2-acid-dancefloor-next [[Choice 1.1A: Go for a nature walk|c3-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest]] [[Choice 1.1B: Stay at the dancefloor|c3-acid-dancefloorStay]]

c3-acid-decideOnForest-next [[Day 3, Part 3 - Night|c3-d3-p3]]

Choice 1.1A: Go for a nature walk Everyone agrees with Kyra and they leave the main area of the festival together to cross a big open field. Just as they reach the edge of the nearby forest, the player feels a great sense of relief as they are now away from everyone else and all the loud noise. They spend most of the remainder of the trip exploring the forest undisturbed by strangers. Everything is relaxing and okay now. The colours have all returned, if not more vibrant than they usually are. The ground, trees, rocks and plants appear to breathe and seem just as alive as the player. The setting sun peeks through the trees, shining beams of light that refract a rainbow in thin air. It feels just like how the woods are described in children’s fairy tales - magical in the purest form. Everything feels realer than real, as if a veil of ignorance has been pulled away leaving everyone seeing what is usually hidden from their eyes. Everyone expresses how glad they are that they came to the forest. The player feels like they are the happiest they have ever been. It is for each, the highlight of their weekend. It feels like one of the most special moments of their lives and they don’t want it to end. [[c3-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-next]]

Choice 1.1B: Stay at the dancefloor The player is too concerned about ruminating on their paranoid thoughts and dwelling on their newfound anxieties that they don’t care to leave and see what the forest has to offer. They spend so much time worrying about things that aren’t even real that they forget what they are even doing and that they could be talking to their friends, enjoying themselves and doing anything they like. Instead, they feel completely stuck, too fearful to move or say anything. Everything becomes too much for the player and they drop to the ground and curl into a fetal position. Their friends try to snap them out of it and cheer them up, but to no avail, their journey is now beyond the point of no return. They remain in a catatonic state for the remainder of the trip. Once the acid finally wears off, they are embarrassed in front of their friends and strangers. The trip may be over, but their anxiety hasn’t ceased. The prospect of them enjoying themselves and being able to party this weekend seems too far gone and exhausting now, so they decide to leave the festival early and head home. The player wonders how differently things would have gone if taken Kyra’s suggestion and went for a walk in the forest. [[Next|c3-acid-dancefloorStay-next]]

c3-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-next [[Day 3, Part 3 - Night|c3-d3-p3]]

Choice 2: Don’t smoke DMT The player sits with the others as they smoke DMT and watches them lie down for about 10 minutes, then return feeling absolutely fine. They listen to their friends’ recounts on their experience on the DMT. It sounds very interesting, but maybe a bit too extreme. They urge the player to try it and assure them they’ll be fine but still the player insists on declining. They enjoy the rest of the final night of the festival, dancing for the rest of the night making the most of every last moment before everyone has to leave and return to society. [[Day 4, Part 1 - Morning|c3-d4-p1]]

The player does so and goes on a hellish internal journey with maximal resistance. They encounter psychedelic entities that mock them to bring out their insecurities. All the rotten parts of themself they’ve tried so hard to cover up over the years comes unravelling before them and is revealed in the harshest ways. The entities, fueled by fear, continuously shapeshift into nightmarish appearances in attempts to scare the protagonist and break down their ego. The entities finally decide they have tormented the player enough, and barely more than 10 minutes after having consumed the drug, they come back feeling separated from the person they once were - reborn as a blank slate on which they can rewrite themself in a light that serves themself, and everyone around them much better. They feel relieved to have lost the person they once were, but feel the gravity of what it will take to rebuild their character and redeem themself in the eyes of others. [[Day 4, Part 1 - Morning|c3-d4-p1]]

Day 4, Part 1 - Morning Reflection Pack up camp Leave festival and head home Ending [[End|c3-end]]

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You remain in a catatonic state for the remainder of the trip. Once the acid finally wears off, you are embarrassed in front of your friends and strangers. The trip may be over, but their anxiety hasn’t ceased. The prospect of them enjoying themselves and being able to party this weekend seems too far gone and exhausting now. You think about how nice it would be curled up in your bed right now away from everyone, so you decide to cut your losses and leave the festival early and head home. You wonder how differently things would have gone if you had taken Kyra’s suggestion and went for a walk in the forest. [[Next|c2-acid-end]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

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''You lasted two days at the festival before having a bad trip on acid and heading home. If only you had switched up your surroundings, got away from everyone at the festival and just went for a walk in the forest.'' [[Play again?|character-selection]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_end.png" class="fix"/>

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''You lasted two days at the festival before having a bad trip and heading home, while being left with HPPD (Hallucinogen-Persisting Perception Disorder) caused by taking the dangerous synthetic research chemical NBOMe. If only you were less reckless and made better-informed decisions, instead of taking something you had no idea about, risking your safety and putting yourself in harm's way. This is exactly why testing kits exist. Don't be stupid.'' [[Play again?|character-selection]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_end.png" class="fix"/>

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#Prologue Pt. 2 Just over two and a half hours later, you finally approach the site of the festival. Turning down her music, Kyra exclaims "I think we're here guys!" Taking up the vast space of a field, there's rows and rows of cars and tents set up. You can hear the thumping of bassy music in the distance behind a treeline that must be separating the main part of the festival from the campgrounds. After driving around for a bit, Kyra finally spots a free space. Pulling up inside it, eager to stretch your legs you hop out of the car before it even stops moving. Kyra pops the boot and turns the car off. You all grab your things and place them next to the car. You stop for a moment to take in the sights; expansive fields of tall dry grass surround you. There's a forest on the other side of a nearby field, and rolling hills that encapsulate the area. Kyra calls out to you "Come on! Help me set up my tent and then I'll help you with yours!" You make your way over and help her out. Before you two finish, Andrew has already finished setting up his little one-man swag. Kyra helps you set up your tent, and just as you finish, a small group of fellow festivalgoers approach you. [[Next|c1-d1-p3]]

#Prologue Pt. 3 After stopping by the teepee for a short moment, you all set off together, across the campgrounds towards the sound of the pumping bass on the other side of a treeline. Making your way through the treeline, you begin to see the festival - a sea of colourful human beings dancing in unison to the beat of some really nice house music. The sun is starting to set, and the laser lights are beginning to show. Between two massive walls of speakers at the front of the stage, dwarfing the crowd in comparison is an intricate masterpiece of wooden construction, creatively depicting the face of some sort of alien/animal hybrid, which appears to shapeshift as the light projections animate, highlighting different panels of the stagefront. It is easily the coolest part of stage design you have ever seen. The group makes their way down from the treeline to get closer to the music. Just on the edge of the dancefloor, a guy with brown hair down to his shoulders, wearing yellow glasses, a bucket hat, and a Hawaiian shirt spots you and Kyra from a distance. As he approaches, you recognise who it is! It's Kevin, a friend of Kyra's that you met recently at a party. He greets you both with a hug and gives the rest of the group a wave. [[Next|c1-d1-p5]]

#Prologue Just over two and a half hours later, you finally approach the site of the festival. Turning down her music, Kyra exclaims "I think we're here guys!" Taking up the vast space of a field, there's rows and rows of cars and tents set up. You can hear the thumping of bassy music in the distance behind a treeline that must be separating the main part of the festival from the campgrounds. After driving around for a bit, Kyra finally spots a free space. Pulling up inside it, eager to stretch your legs you hop out of the car before it even stops moving. Kyra pops the boot and turns the car off. You all grab your things and place them next to the car. You stop for a moment to take in the sights; expansive fields of tall dry grass surround you. There's a forest on the other side of a nearby field, and rolling hills that encapsulate the area. Kyra calls out to you "Come on! Help me set up my tent and then I'll help you with yours!" You make your way over and help her out. Before you two finish, Andrew has already finished setting up his little one-man swag. Kyra helps you set up your tent, and just as you finish, a small group of fellow festivalgoers approach you. [[Next|c3-d1-p3]]

#Prologue After stopping by the teepee for a short moment, you all set off together, across the campgrounds towards the sound of the pumping bass on the other side of a treeline. Making your way through the treeline, you begin to see the festival - a sea of colourful human beings dancing in unison to the beat of some really nice house music. The sun is starting to set, and the laser lights are beginning to show. Between two massive walls of speakers at the front of the stage, dwarfing the crowd in comparison is an intricate masterpiece of wooden construction, creatively depicting the face of some sort of alien/animal hybrid, which appears to shapeshift as the light projections animate, highlighting different panels of the stagefront. It is easily the coolest part of stage design you have ever seen. The group makes their way down from the treeline to get closer to the music. Just on the edge of the dancefloor, a guy with brown hair down to his shoulders, wearing yellow glasses, a bucket hat, and a Hawaiian shirt spots you and Kyra from a distance. As he approaches, you recognise who it is! It's Kevin, a friend of Kyra's that you met recently at a party. He greets you both with a hug and gives the rest of the group a wave. [[Next|c3-d1-p5]]

Kyra asks "so what's it like running a festival?" "Tiring.", replies Kevin. "Fun as shit, but tiring." Kevin reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small paper bag. "Hey, I have something for you guys" says Kevin, handing it to Kyra for safekeeping. "It's a welcome gift from me to you lot." he continues. Kyra takes a peek inside and turns to you with a shocked look on her face, jaw dropped. She jumps on to Kevin giving him another massive hug. "Thank youuuuuu!!!" she says. "You're welcome!" Kevin goes on, "Don't have it all at once!" Kevin's walkie-talkie comes in with a girl's voice on the other end saying something that you struggle to understand, to which he replies, "Alright I'll be there in a sec." Kevin says to the group "Look gang I gotta fly, enjoy the stuff and I'll see you 'round!" Before you know it, Kevin's jogged off behind the stage and you and the group are all wondering what's in the bag. [[Next|c3-d1-p6]]

"Kyra!" yells a tall bearded bloke standing beside a shorter, blonde guy and a girl with crutches. "Robbo!" she replies back as she runs up to him and hugs him with the same vigor that she does with everyone she meets. "This is my friend Snowy, and this one's Mika.", says Robbo. "What happened to you?" Kyra asked Mika. "I broke my ankle falling down a hill while fuckin' about with these two on a shitload of ketamine", she said, "but I'd already bought my ticket and I wasn't about to miss out on my favourite festival ever so I had to come!" "Solid effort!" says Kyra, "you're more than welcome to come chill with us if you want, we're set up just here." Robbo replies, "No need sister, we're already set beside you!", and points to the big teepee set up next to your campsite. "We're going in to smoke some cones and then head back to the dancefloor if you guys wanna tag along." Kyra looks to you and Andrew. Andrew nods, and you agree. [[Next|c3-d1-p4]]

#CONTENT WARNING: * ''Psychedelic drug use'' * ''Coarse language'' ''This game features a great deal of psychedelic drug use and some course language. If you believe content of this nature will have a negative impact on you, please refrain from continuing now.'' The core intention of Psychonaut: Veil of Ignorance, is to educate players on harm reduction of non-addictive substances and to hopefully reduce potential psychedelic-related psychosis in the future. The following content does not glorify the use of drugs, and contains no references to addictive substances. Do not attempt to reenact or immitate the behaviours depicted in this game. [[Continue...|quote]]

You feel the mushrooms starting to affect you, but only in a nauseating way. Your stomach feels like it is doing backflips, and you are finding it hard to keep them down. Walking around is becoming more challenging, but you continue on. Your body starts to ache. This causes you to feel like puking. Out of nowhere you dry reach and nothing comes up. The mushrooms telepathically speak to you and demand that you stop walking, sit down, and pay attention. [[Choice 1.1: Listen to the mushrooms and lie down|c3-mushrooms-relax]] [[Choice 1.2: Ignore the mushrooms’ demands and continue exploring|c3-mushrooms-explore]]

The group scoffs down all the mushrooms. Kyra unsurprisingly finishes first. ''Kyra:'' //"Beat ya!!"// You and Andrew finish shortly after. ''Andrew:'' //"So what now?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Now we wait."// ''Andrew:'' //"How long?"// ''Kyra:'' //"What like half an hour? Fancy a boogie in the meantime?"// ''Andrew:'' //"A boogie?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Yeah a boogie. Let's head to the dancefloor!"// Andrew and you now more preoccupied on waiting for the mushrooms to take effect than anything just decide to go with Kyra and head to the dancefloor for a bit. [[Next|c2-mushrooms-dancefloor]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

The player is thrust to an elevated level of consciousness where they perceive the world and themself as one. Their vision begins to feel more crisp and sharp than it’s ever been, as if beyond 20/20. Colours become more vibrant and shift in hue. Birds flying across the sky leave long tracers behind them, as do the player’s arms when they wave them around. They experience tactile sensations of tingling waves that run up and down their body. All of a sudden, the world feels smaller and they feel bigger. [[Next|c1-mushrooms-next]]

You are now deep within a tunnel of vibrantly coloured organic shapes shifting and interlocking with each other, altering their form as they move. You feel like you are in the centre of a four-dimensional, technicolor paisley mandala. Traveling down the tunnel you come to a door that looks like a gigantic hyperdimensional flower. The flower door is closed, but you do not slow down for it. Flying at full speed now, you almost collide with the door but it opens up and engulfs you. [[Next|c2-dmt-peak2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

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You are heading to a three-day music festival with your fun, loud, hyperactive childhood friend Kyra and a quiet but friendly guy named Andrew who you met recently. Upon arrival you find a place to camp, set up your tents, and are approached by a guy with brown hair down to his shoulders, wearing yellow glasses, a bucket hat, and a Hawaiian shirt. It's Kevin, an old mate of Kyra's that you met at a few parties before but don't really know too well. He greets everyone with a hug. ''Kevin:'' //"Welcome!"// [[Next|c2-d1-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fix"/> <img src="images/campsite.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

''Kyra:'' //"So what's it like running a festival?"// ''Kevin:'' //"Tiring. Fun as shit, but tiring."// Kevin reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small paper bag. ''Kevin:'' //"Hey, I have something for you guys"// He hands it to Kyra for safekeeping. ''Kevin:'' //"It's a welcome gift from me to you lot."// Kyra takes a peek inside and turns to you with a shocked look on her face, jaw dropped. She jumps on to Kevin giving him another big hug. [[Next|c2-d1-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fix"/> <img src="images/paperBag.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

''Kyra:'' //"Thank youuuuuu!!!"// ''Kevin:'' //"You're welcome! Don't have it all at once!"// Kevin's walkie-talkie comes in with a girl's voice on the other end saying something that you struggle to understand. ''Kevin:'' //"Alright I'll be there in a sec."// ''Kevin:'' //"Look gang I gotta fly, enjoy the stuff and I'll see you 'round!"// Before you know it, Kevin's jogged off behind the stage and you and the group are all wondering what's in the bag. [[Next|c2-d1-p4]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fix"/> <img src="images/walkieTalkie.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

Ripe with curiosity, you ask Kyra, //"So what's in the bag?"// ''Kyra:'' //"Well..."// she says, pulling out a ziplock bag. //"Here we have a whole bag of mushies! And according to the writing on the bag, we have a whole 15 grams here! That's enough for me, you, and Andrew!"// Stunned by the news, you remain silent. ''Andrew:'' //"Would be a bit odd to have a bag just within another bag, you sure there's not anything else?"// ''Kyra:'' //"There sure is!"// Pulling out two small ziplock bags, this time, filled with dark green organic-looking material. //"What's that?"//, you ask. ''Kyra:'' //"This would be salvia, my friend. Salvia Divinorum! One bag says leaf, the other says 50x."// [[Next|c2-d1-p5]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fix"/> <img src="images/mushroomBag.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

You wake up the next morning and feel normal aside from maybe being the slightest bit hungover from the drinks last night. You grab your bottle of water and have a full mouthfuls to rehydrate. Even though it's almost lunchtime, you grab your breakfast out of your bag and leave your tent to find Kyra lying on the grass smoking a joint and Andrew sitting on a log cooking something on his portable gas cooker. //"Morning"// they both say to you as you zip up the tent door behind you. //"Morning!"// you reply, //"How do you both feel after last night? Had a good sleep?"// ''''Kyra:'' //"Better than ever!"// Andrew:'' //"I feel great."// You wonder what it must've been like for them on the mushrooms last night. Brushing off that feeling of missing out, you grab your camping chair, get comfy, and enjoy your breakfast. [[Next|c2-d2-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

It takes about 10 minutes for everyone to walk from the camping area to the dancefloor. The sun has started to set and the laser lights are beginning to cut through the growing darkness. Between two massive walls of speakers at the front of the stage, dwarfing the crowd in comparison is an intricate masterpiece of wooden construction, creatively depicting the face of some sort of alien/animal hybrid, which appears to shapeshift as the light projections animate, highlighting different panels of the stagefront. It is easily the coolest stage design you have ever seen. The group walks through everybody to the centre of the crowd and the bassy impact of the speakers shakes your rib cage. You join everyone bopping to the beat and eventually fall into the groove. ''Andrew:'' //"There's too many people and it's too loud, I need to get out of here."// ''Kyra:'' //"Fair enough dude, we can go explore for a bit."// [[Next|c2-mushrooms-comeup]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/> <img src="images/dancefloor.png" ALIGN=”right” class="fixRight"/>

After exploring for about 20 minutes, you definitely feel the mushrooms starting to take effect, but only in a nauseating way. Your stomach feels like it is doing backflips, and you are finding it hard to keep them down. Walking around is becoming more challenging, but you continue on. Your body starts to ache. This causes you to feel like puking. Out of nowhere you dry reach and nothing comes up. The mushrooms telepathically speak to you and demand that you stop walking, sit down, and pay attention. [[Choice 1: Listen to the mushrooms and lie down|c2-mushrooms-relax]] [[Choice 2: Ignore the mushrooms’ demands and continue exploring|c2-mushrooms-explore]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

All of a sudden, just like magic, you feel your mind unlock and all the beauty of the world starts pouring in. You feel an immense appreciation for what it means to be alive and what a gift it is to live in such a beautiful country on such a magnificent planet. So caught up with being enamoured of reality's grandeur, the nausea disappears and you forget you were ever even in any discomfort. [[Next|c2-mushrooms-next2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Warm fuzzies cover you like a soft blanket of love and you drift off into a dreamlike state where you realise you are in the process of deep internal transformation. You feel sensations of electrical pulsations within the brain like firing synapses and rapid connections of new neural pathways. Abstract concepts, paradoxical ideas, and ineffable realisations are coming to you with complete clarity - things that are inherently unknowable are suddenly making sense. You have never believed in a higher power, but you now feel as though you are being spoken to by God directly. You are told everything is okay and that you have done nothing wrong - that you are loved, and you are enough. All anxiety has now long gone and you feel at peace with everything in your life. It's as if all loose ends have been tied in an instant, and everything in the world is now okay and as it should be. You feel an immense sense of euphoria, excitement, and enthusiasm for what lies ahead - you know you are in for absolutely fantastic weekend. [[Next|c2-mushrooms-next3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You have never believed in a higher power, but you now feel as though you are being spoken to by God directly. You are told everything is okay and that you have done nothing wrong - that you are loved, and you are enough. All anxiety has now long gone and you feel at peace with yourself and the ordeal you have just endured. You feel you have nothing to apologise about. It's as if all loose ends have been tied in an instant, and everything in the world is now okay and as it should be. You feel an immense sense of euphoria, excitement, and enthusiasm for what lies ahead - you know you are in for absolutely fantastic weekend. You feel ready to leave the tent, so you get up, put on some warmer clothes, and join your friends outside who are sitting around a campfire. They ask if you are okay and what happened to you, but you struggle to put it into words. Kyra says that you will be integrating the experience for some time, but eventually it will be clearer. You promises to tell them about it when you are able to. [[Next|c2-d2-p1-mushrooms-tent]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You instantly forget you have taken a drug and start hearing your own thoughts, as if they are not your own, but rather a distant voice calling out to you. You have now lost all sense of time and what could be one second, feels like an eternity. You assume something seriously bad has just unexpectedly happened to you and you must surely be dead. Following the direction of the dripping colours, you fall face-first off the chair you were sitting on, but instead of hitting the ground, you fall through the dirt and find yourself surrounded by a multicolored psychedelic factory with lots of complex machinery. You find yourself stuck on a big conveyor belt with lots of other little beings on it. There are also beings watching the player travel along the conveyor belt, as if for their own amusement. Before you know it, you've approached a gigantic razor-sharp blade that proceeds to slice your body up into paper-thin sheets. The sheets of person start to fly rapidly to the left in a way that, makes you feel like you are a book and your body is the pages in which you are flicking through. You have now entirely forgotten what it felt like to ever have existed. Your body feels like it has now been destroyed and discarded, but your consciousness remains. [[Next|c2-salvia50x-next2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

You open your eyes to find you are covered in dirt after apparently having faceplanted the ground after smoking the salvia while sitting up up on your camping chair. Reality seems strangley flat, 2D-like, similar to a cartoon, but is gradually unfolding back into its normal three-dimensional appearance. You feel pretty shaken up by the experience, but fine overall and happy to be out of it. ''Kyra:'' //"You okay dude?"// "I'm fine..." you reply, "but what the hell is that stuff? I can't imagine what the 50x would be like!" ''Kyra:'' //"Yeahh I don't know... After seeing you just eat shit I dunno if I really want to put myself through that right now ahah, I reckon imma put that back in the bag for now."// Andrew not interested in trying it either, asks the group, //"So what now?"// Kyra: "We can go adventure around for a bit if y'all keen?" [[Next|c2-d2-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

All of a sudden, everything stops. You are transported to an infinite dark abyss. Out of nowhere, your entire life flashes before their eyes. Reality as you know it is now long gone. Your life only minutes before now feels like a distant memory and you wonder “was my entire life just a thought of someone on their deathbed?”. You hear someone trying to speak to you as if attempting to wake them up. You open your eyes to find you are laying on a gurney in a mental hospital. You turn to someone standing next to you and ask //“am I tripping?”//. The person replies, //“you tripped 5 years ago”//. A deep feeling of regret and panic rushes over the player. All you want is to go back. You close your eyes again and wake up to your aching body lying on the ground, but something’s not right - your mind has snapped reality in half and a fear that shakes you to your core makes you question if you will be stuck like this forever. You feel like your mind has broken beyond repair. Out of the corner of your eye, you see someone running towards you. It’s Kyra. She says she has the trip killers. [[Next|c2-nbome-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_red.png" class="fix"/>

You wake up the next morning in your tent feeling normal and well-rested. You grab your breakfast out of your bag and leave your tent. Kyra and Andrew aren't at the campsite. You call out to see if Kyra is in her tent or Andrew is in his swag - no response. You sit down on your camping chair and begin eating your breakfast. After a while, your friends return to the campsite holding drinks and a bucket of hot chips. ''Kyra:'' //"Hey you're up! Want some chips?"// //"No thanks"//, you say as you gesture to your breakfast. ''Andrew:'' //"Fancy a drink? We got plenty!"// [[Choice 1: Have a drink|c2-d3-p2-nbome-decline-drink-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't have a drink|c2-d3-p2-nbome-decline-drink-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

//"Thanks"//, you say as he hands you a drink. //"So, what's on the menu for today?"//, you ask the group. ''Kyra:'' //"Well, in our little bag of goodies we still haven't tried this DMT, so there's that..."// //"Fuck do you really think I'd be ready for it after what I went through last night?"//, you ask. ''Kyra:'' //"Oh man... If you felt the mushrooms made you feel good, just wait til you try this. You might get a bit nervous leading up to it, but once you try it you'll be glad you did. I mean... not to push it on you or anything... You take things only if you're feeling up to it yeah? All at your own pace."// //"Alright, I'll have a think about it."//, you say. [[Next|c2-d3-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

//"No thanks I'm good for now."//, you say as you continue eating your breakfast. //"So, what's on the menu for today?"//, you ask the group. ''Kyra:'' //"Well, in our little bag of goodies we still haven't tried this DMT, so there's that..."// //"Fuck do you really think I'd be ready for it after what I went through last night?"//, you ask. ''Kyra:'' //"Oh man... If you felt the mushrooms made you feel good, just wait til you try this. You might get a bit nervous leading up to it, but once you try it you'll be glad you did. I mean... not to push it on you or anything... You take things only if you're feeling up to it yeah? All at your own pace."// //"Alright, I'll have a think about it."//, you say. [[Next|c2-d3-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

//"Thanks"//, you say as he hands you a drink. //"So, what's on the menu for today?"//, you ask the group. ''Kyra:'' //"Well, in our little bag of goodies we still haven't tried this DMT, so there's that..."// //"Cool! What's that like?"//, you ask. ''Kyra:'' //"Oh man... If you felt the mushrooms made you feel good, just wait til you try this. You might get a bit nervous leading up to it, but once you try it you'll be glad you did. I mean... not to push it on you or anything... You take things only if you're feeling up to it yeah? All at your own pace."// //"Alright, I'll have a think about it."//, you say. [[Next|c2-d3-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

//"No thanks I'm good for now."//, you say as you continue eating your breakfast. //"So, what's on the menu for today?"//, you ask the group. ''Kyra:'' //"Well, in our little bag of goodies we still haven't tried this DMT, so there's that..."// //"Cool! What's that like?"//, you ask. ''Kyra:'' //"Oh man... If you felt the mushrooms made you feel good, just wait til you try this. It's kinda like them, but way way way wayyy more intense. You might get a bit nervous leading up to it, but once you try it you'll be glad you did. I mean... not to push it on you or anything... You take things only if you're feeling up to it yeah? All at your own pace."// //"Alright, I'll have a think about it."//, you say. [[Next|c2-d3-p2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

It feels just like how the woods are described in children’s fairy tales - magical in the purest form. Everything feels realer than real, as if a veil of ignorance has been pulled away leaving everyone seeing what is usually hidden from their eyes. Everyone expresses how glad they are that they came to the forest. You feel as if you are the happiest they have ever been. It is for each, the highlight of their weekend. It each it feels like one of the most special moments of your lives and you don’t want it to end. [[Next|c2-acid-decideOnForest-next3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

The group stumbles upon a picturesque narrow stream cutting through the middle of the forest. ''Kyra:'' //"Wow this is beautiful guys! I think we made the right decision coming here - I don't think anything back at the festival can top this. Right?"// Everyone agrees and takes a seat on the water's edge. ''Kyra:'' "Well I think think this might just be the perfect place to spark up a doob, anyone keen?" She pulls a pre-rolled joint out of her pocket and gets it started. Andrew gingerly takes it from her and takes a puff like it's the first time he's smoked anything. He coughs up a lung and passes it on to you. Kyra lets out a big sigh of relaxation, and lies back against the base of the tree she is sitting in front of. Holding the joint, you consider whether you should take a puff. [[Choice 1: Smoke the weed|c2-acid-weed-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't smoke the weed|c2-acid-weed-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decide to go ahead and take a puff. Putting it to your mouth, you are taken back to all the times you have been around weed - the smell is extremely nostalgic. You take a long deep drag, and the smoke fills your lungs. You feel an instantaneous change in your perception; as if your hearing wasn't amplified by the acid enough already, every sound in the forest now comes to the forefront - you could hear the footstep of an ant. You take another puff for good measure and pass it back to Kyra. You take a cue from Kyra, lie back and close your eyes as well. You are feeling a substantially increasing amplification of all your senses now. Behind closed eyelids, you are mesmerised by a kaleidoscope of swirling rainbow spirals. The rainbow spectrum contains indescribable colours you have never seen before. Each spiral you look at causes more spirals to branch off and it keeps fractaling-on forever. You lose yourself in a maze of infinity and forget where you even are or what you are doing. You completely engrossed in what is going on within your brain that you don't even notice time flying by. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-accept2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

Deciding it may be best to not risk upsetting your perfectly stable and blissful headspace, you take a cue from Kyra, lie back and close your eyes as well. You are feeling a substantially increasing amplification of all your senses now. Behind closed eyelids, you are mesmerised by a kaleidoscope of swirling rainbow spirals. The rainbow spectrum contains indescribable colours you have never seen before. Each spiral you look at causes more spirals to branch off and it keeps fractaling-on forever. You lose yourself in a maze of infinity and forget where you even are or what you are doing. You completely engrossed in what is going on within your brain that you don't even notice time flying by. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-decline2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Almost as if on a higher plane of conscious processing, you find yourself profoundly connected to the entire forest. Almost as if you can see everything around you in perfect clarity behind closed eyelids, yourself living through the ground you are sitting on; the rocks beside you; the trees surrounding you - you experience yourself around you as one, and you are one with it. Through this new lens of perception, the seperation between objects and individual beings dissolve; there is no border between you and the air breathe - the air is just as much your body as your body is the air. A strange instantaneous spark of unity flashes between three of you merge and forget who you individually are. In that moment you could have just as easily been Kyra or Andrew, or all three of you at once. This shared experience causes you all to open your eyes and look at each other. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-accept3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Much like the setting sun you saw beaming through the forest earlier on the way there, the moon now lights up the night air highlighting each an every suspended partical of dust in perfect clarity, making the space around you almost seem like you submerged in water - swimming in an ocean of air. On the long walk back you ponder some abstract concepts that you never really think about; "How weird is it that humans are like upside down trees that move around in transparent soil, and our hair is like the roots..." The group is fairly silent so you assume you mustn't be the only one is this contemplative headspace. As you begin to approach the festival, the thumping of the bassy music brings a welcomed sense of familiarity - it is nice to be back. The group arrives at the edge of the dancefloor and feels like this might be a nice play to spend the rest of the trip. [[Next|c2-d3-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Almost as if on a higher plane of conscious processing, you find yourself profoundly connected to the entire forest. Almost as if you can see everything around you in perfect clarity behind closed eyelids, yourself living through the ground you are sitting on; the rocks beside you; the trees surrounding you - you experience yourself around you as one, and you are one with it. Through this new lens of perception, the seperation between objects and individual beings dissolve; there is no border between you and the air breathe - the air is just as much your body as your body is the air. A strange instantaneous spark of unity flashes between three of you merge and forget who you individually are. In that moment you could have just as easily been Kyra or Andrew, or all three of you at once. This shared experience causes you all to open your eyes and look at each other. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-decline3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Much like the setting sun you saw beaming through the forest earlier on the way there, the moon now lights up the night air highlighting each an every suspended partical of dust in perfect clarity, making the space around you almost seem like you submerged in water - swimming in an ocean of air. On the long walk back you reminisce over the amazing time you just had with your friends in the forest - something that will stick with you forever. The group is fairly silent so you assume you mustn't be the only one is this contemplative headspace. As you begin to approach the festival, the thumping of the bassy music brings a welcomed sense of familiarity - it is nice to be back. The group arrives at the edge of the dancefloor and feels like this might be a nice play to spend the rest of the trip. [[Next|c2-d3-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Suddenly you realise you are surrounded by an endless stream of bodies, all of us lying flat, travelling in unison surrounded by an infinite dark void. Ahead of you is a light. The brightest light you have ever seen. It felt like the source of all things. Down the line you can see rows of bodies disintegrating as they hit the light, their souls merging with it, one by one. You knew that soon enough, I’d be next. You feel an immense sense of panic and regret wash over you, but quickly you are comforted by a deep knowing that you have been here before, everyone has, and everyone will again. This light isn’t destroying us all, it’s sending us back to where we came from; taking us back home. You are now at peace. You feel ready to go. As the tips of your toes hit the barrier and the rest of you following not far behind, you see your physical body being turned to dust before you. As your body gradually merges with the light, you feel like you are being submerged into the warmest, cosiest, most revitalising bath of your entire life. The light is up to your shoulders now, you take one final breath, and your body is gone… But you remain. [[Next|c2-dmt-peak3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_yellow.png" class="fix"/>

You feel free now. The freest you have ever been. And you had the feeling you weren't alone here either. Though you couldn’t see anyone or anything around you, you knew they were here. Suddenly, they appear. Swimming into sight are these long, flowing, rainbow-striped serpentine beings. They say they knew you and were thrilled to see you! They celebrate your arrival and it feels comforting, like you are back home. They said, follow us, and they wriggled off into the distance, and you followed not far behind. Able to fly in this space, you are now moving faster than you ever have before. Trailing behind your serpentine friends, you suddenly hit another barrier and break through into a space of vast abstract landscapes of hyperdimensional geometry. Together, you soar at the speed of light through alternate dimensions, alien worlds and distant galaxies. You felt like you could’ve been there for days, or years before you remembered that you have a body and you were a person. Falling back into your body now, you took a few deep breaths to remind yourself that you had lungs. You knew it was time to say goodbye to your hyperdimensional snake friends, and so you did, gradually returning back to Earth. You open your eyes, and everything is as it was. “How long was I gone?”, you ask Kyra as you slowly get yourself up off the ground to sit beside her. “Oh hey you, welcome back! What, like not even 10 minutes?” [[Next|c2-d4-p1-dmt-accept]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You reach the campsite and pick up all your rubbish, pack up your tent, and stuff all your things into the back of the car. Everyone else does the same, but just before you go, you get a fellow camper to take a photo of everyone to immortalise the memory. You say one final goodbye to the beautiful land on which the festival was held before jumping in the car and tearing off down the dirt road with Kyra's sound system blaring her favourite psytrance playlist. [[End|c2-end]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You spend some time reorienting yourself with reality, before dancing for the rest of the night making the most of every last moment before everyone has to leave and return to society. You party on til the sun comes up and the music reaches it's peak for the weekend before gracefully descending into a chill vibe which sends everyone back to their campsites ready to bring the weekend to an end. You walk with your friends back to where you have your tents set up, looking behind to the emptying dancefloor stage being lit by the crack of dawn. You reminisce over what an awesome weekend this has been. So many amazing memories that you know you will have a hard time forgetting. [[Next|c2-d4-p1-next]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

It feels just like how the woods are described in children’s fairy tales - magical in the purest form. Everything feels realer than real, as if a veil of ignorance has been pulled away leaving everyone seeing what is usually hidden from their eyes. Everyone expresses how glad they are that they came to the forest. You feel as if you are the happiest they have ever been. It is for each, the highlight of their weekend. It each it feels like one of the most special moments of your lives and you don’t want it to end. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-next3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

The group stumbles upon a picturesque narrow stream cutting through the middle of the forest. ''Kyra:'' //"Wow this is beautiful guys! I think we made the right decision coming here - I don't think anything back at the festival can top this. Right?"// Everyone agrees and takes a seat on the water's edge. ''Kyra:'' "Well I think think this might just be the perfect place to spark up a doob, anyone keen?" She pulls a pre-rolled joint out of her pocket and gets it started. Andrew gingerly takes it from her and takes a puff like it's the first time he's smoked anything. He coughs up a lung and passes it on to you. Kyra lets out a big sigh of relaxation, and lies back against the base of the tree she is sitting in front of. Holding the joint, you consider whether you should take a puff. [[Choice 1: Smoke the weed|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-accept]] [[Choice 2: Don't smoke the weed|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-decline]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decide to go ahead and take a puff. Putting it to your mouth, you are taken back to all the times you have been around weed - the smell is extremely nostalgic. You take a long deep drag, and the smoke fills your lungs. You feel an instantaneous change in your perception; as if your hearing wasn't amplified by the acid enough already, every sound in the forest now comes to the forefront - you could hear the footstep of an ant. You take another puff for good measure and pass it back to Kyra. You take a cue from Kyra, lie back and close your eyes as well. You are feeling a substantially increasing amplification of all your senses now. Behind closed eyelids, you are mesmerised by a kaleidoscope of swirling rainbow spirals. The rainbow spectrum contains indescribable colours you have never seen before. Each spiral you look at causes more spirals to branch off and it keeps fractaling-on forever. You lose yourself in a maze of infinity and forget where you even are or what you are doing. You completely engrossed in what is going on within your brain that you don't even notice time flying by. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-accept2]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

You decide you are at a good level right now and don't want to potentially upset the high you are on right now so you pass the joint back to Kyra, before following suit and lying back to see what closing your eyes is like as well. Almost instantly, you find yourself mesmerised by a kaleidoscope of swirling rainbow spirals. The rainbow spectrum contains indescribable colours you have never seen before. Each spiral you look at causes more spirals to branch off and it keeps fractaling-on forever. You lose yourself in a maze of infinity and forget where you even are or what you are doing. You completely engrossed in what is going on within your brain that you don't even notice time flying by. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-decline2]]

Almost as if on a higher plane of conscious processing, you find yourself profoundly connected to the entire forest. Almost as if you can see everything around you in perfect clarity behind closed eyelids, yourself living through the ground you are sitting on; the rocks beside you; the trees surrounding you - you experience yourself around you as one, and you are one with it. Through this new lens of perception, the seperation between objects and individual beings dissolve; there is no border between you and the air breathe - the air is just as much your body as your body is the air. A strange instantaneous spark of unity flashes between three of you merge and forget who you individually are. In that moment you could have just as easily been Kyra or Andrew, or all three of you at once. This shared experience causes you all to open your eyes and look at each other. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-accept3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You notice how the moon now lights up the night air highlighting each an every suspended partical of dust in perfect clarity, making the space around you almost seem like you submerged in water - swimming in an ocean of air. On the long walk back you ponder some abstract concepts that you never really think about; "How weird is it that humans are like upside down trees that move around in transparent soil, and our hair is like the roots..." The group is fairly silent so you assume you mustn't be the only one is this contemplative headspace. As you begin to approach the festival, the thumping of the bassy music brings a welcomed sense of familiarity - it is nice to be back. The group arrives at the edge of the dancefloor and feels like this might be a nice play to spend the rest of the trip. [[Next|c2-d3-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

Almost as if on a higher plane of conscious processing, you find yourself profoundly connected to the entire forest. Almost as if you can see everything around you in perfect clarity behind closed eyelids, yourself living through the ground you are sitting on; the rocks beside you; the trees surrounding you - you experience yourself around you as one, and you are one with it. Through this new lens of perception, the seperation between objects and individual beings dissolve; there is no border between you and the air breathe - the air is just as much your body as your body is the air. A strange instantaneous spark of unity flashes between three of you merge and forget who you individually are. In that moment you could have just as easily been Kyra or Andrew, or all three of you at once. This shared experience causes you all to open your eyes and look at each other. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-decline3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

You notice how the moon now lights up the night air highlighting each an every suspended partical of dust in perfect clarity, making the space around you almost seem like you submerged in water - swimming in an ocean of air. On the long walk back you reminisce over the amazing time you just had with your friends in the forest - something that will stick with you forever. The group is fairly silent so you assume you mustn't be the only one is this contemplative headspace. As you begin to approach the festival, the thumping of the bassy music brings a welcomed sense of familiarity - it is nice to be back. The group arrives at the edge of the dancefloor and feels like this might be a nice play to spend the rest of the trip. [[Next|c2-d3-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

''Kyra:'' //"You okay dude?"// "I'm fine..." you reply, "but what the hell is that stuff? I can't imagine what the 50x would be like!" ''Kyra:'' //"Yeahh I can't imagine you'd want to do it if you could barely handle leaf as it is. Let me do it and get back to you on that."// She taps out the ashes from her empty pipe, packs it full of 50x, clears it in one hit and lies back on the ground and closes her eyes. Around 10 minutes later she comes back and tells you all about what it was like. Andrew not interested in trying it, asks the group, //"So what now?"// Kyra: "We can go adventure around for a bit if y'all keen?" [[Next|c2-d2-p3]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_green.png" class="fix"/>

The three of you exchange expressions of disbelief with the absurdity of this novel experience before deciding you have been tripping out in the forest for long eno''Kyra:'' //"Did you guys feel that?!"// You and Andrew both look at her and nod, speechless. ''Kyra:'' //"Like I literally felt like I was both of you at the same time!"// The three of you exchange expressions of disbelief with the absurdity of this novel experience before deciding you have been tripping out in the forest for long enough and that a change of surroundings could be nice, so you all get up and start heading back to the festival.ugh and that a change of surroundings could be nice, so you all get up and start heading back to the festival. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-decline4]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

''Kyra:'' //"Did you guys feel that?!"// You and Andrew both look at her and nod, speechless. ''Kyra:'' //"Like I literally felt like I was both of you at the same time!"// The three of you exchange expressions of disbelief with the absurdity of this novel experience before deciding you have been tripping out in the forest for long enough and that a change of surroundings could be nice, so you all get up and start heading back to the festival. [[Next|c2-acid-weed-accept4]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

''Kyra:'' //"Did you guys feel that?!"// You and Andrew both look at her and nod, speechless. ''Kyra:'' //"Like I literally felt like I was both of you at the same time!"// The three of you exchange expressions of disbelief with the absurdity of this novel experience before deciding you have been tripping out in the forest for long enough and that a change of surroundings could be nice, so you all get up and start heading back to the festival. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-accept4]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

''Kyra:'' //"Did you guys feel that?!"// You and Andrew both look at her and nod, speechless. ''Kyra:'' //"Like I literally felt like I was both of you at the same time!"// The three of you exchange expressions of disbelief with the absurdity of this novel experience before deciding you have been tripping out in the forest for long enough and that a change of surroundings could be nice, so you all get up and start heading back to the festival. [[Next|c2-acid-leaveDancefloor-goForest-weed-decline4]] <img src="images/anxietyMeter_empty.png" class="fix"/>

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CONTENT WARNING:

Psychedelic drug use
Coarse language

This game features a great deal of psychedelic drug use and some course language. If you believe content of this nature will have a negative impact on you, please refrain from continuing now.
The core intention of Psychonaut: Veil of Ignorance, is to educate players on harm reduction of non-addictive substances and to hopefully reduce potential psychedelic-related psychosis in the future. The following content does not glorify the use of drugs, and contains no references to addictive substances. Do not attempt to reenact or immitate the behaviours depicted in this game.

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