The Morning Of Terror

He woke up panicking in a heavy cold sweat. What was that dream!? WAS it even a dream? It had to be...

He crawls out of his sweat soaked bed and checks his arms for scratches... he finds several on both arms. They are deep and they look fresh. Maybe it wasn't a dream after all.

But that's not possible... he would never...

He turns around and realized his bed is covered in a dark red substance. Is that blood? He moves closer for inspection... it's blood.

He runs to the bathroom, tripping over his shoes on the floor. "FUCK" he proclaims out loud as he recovers from his fall.

He enters the bathroom, flips the light switch and looks at his medicine cabinet mirror. His face has blood around his lips.

His eyes widen. He quickly turns the water on and splashes his face clean.

He goes to take his daily morning piss when he realizes there is also blood on his pants by the zipper area. He bites his lip, internally praying that he is not about to find what he thinks he will.

He unzips his pants and lets out a disgusted grunt as he finds blood all over his penis.

Suddenly the broken memory of his "dream" returns to him.

He remembered being at the bar drinking. He remembered that his last drink felt grainy and it clicked - someone had drugged him.

He remembered a man telling him that he should go get some pussy. "GET SOME PUSSY, you pussy. However you gotta" he remembered. The drug had altered his state of mind and this sentence stuck with him for the rest of the night.

He remembered walking into his apartment, still under heavy influence of the drug.

He couldn't remember exactly what happened when he returned home, almost like he blacked out from that point on.

But he then had a very vague memory of putting something in his trashcan.

He goes to check the trashcan and finds that he has raped and murdered his own cat.

THE END.

- Max

Moral of the story - klonopins are bad.

Where the fuck did you get that? I take klonopin daily tbh...and I LOL'd at the cat part..fuck I hope thats not a true story lol.

GangusKahn wrote:Where the fuck did you get that? I take klonopin daily tbh...and I LOL'd at the cat part..fuck I hope thats not a true story lol.

lol no, I just wrote that at work. I had a friend that took klonopins except he abused them, and he would black out and end up in some insane situations.

He got arrested at a Target at like 3 am, naked, banging on the sliding glass doors and yelling "let me in I need to shop faggots!!!!!!!" lmao

So thats where I got the idea from hahaha

Wow thats crazy...it has no effects like that at all to me.

moral of the story = it was fucking sick.