《The Devil is a Stoner》Chapter 1: Where the f*ck am I?
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"COME ON GIVE HIM ANOTHER SHOT!"
"Naah I'm way too... hic... fucking drunk..."
Cole and his friend Abner were out partying. It was currently 1 am and they were both wasted. The house party they were at was hosted by some rich person in town, the house itself huge and filled with at least 100 others quite literally rocking the house. Cole and Abner weren't actually invited but they sneaked in anyway.
Abner had been fed shot after shot and he was the most drunk person in the group. There was no way he would be getting home safely without passing out in a ditch.
"COME ON AB JUST ONE MORE SHOT. HERE!"
Cole poured a giant shot of vodka for Abner. It was more like half a glass instead of a shot.
"FUCK IT. GIMME THE FUCKING SHOT!"
Abner took the shot of vodka. There was no way he was going to pass up on a free drink. He downed the thing in one go, exhaling hard as he immediately tried to get up from his chair causing him to fall on his face.
"HAHAHA, HOLY FUCK AB YOU ARE DRUNK."
Everyone was yelling and laughing at Abner. You couldn't hear anything people were saying unless they yelled right next to you due to the loud music playing.
"COME ON AB HIT THE BLUNT! IT WILL HELP YOU SOBER UP."
Cole passed a blunt to Abner, who was almost passed out. However, he wasn't responding.
"AB CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
After getting pulled up from the ground, Abner was barely conscious and saw Cole's blurred face.
"Come on hit the blunt man."
Abner hit the blunt and fell down immediately afterwards. He was now completely unconscious.
Oh fuck, is he out?
Cole realized it probably wasn't the best idea to get his friend passed out inside a stranger's house party. He thought about calling an Uber and leaving for a second.
Fuck leaving, this place is way too fun!
While Cole wasn't nearly as drunk as Abner, he was still as stoned as a rock. He didn't realize it, but he was on the verge of greening out. Instead, he started looking for his bong hoping to take the biggest rip of his life.
Found it!
Cole filled up the bowl to the brim and lit it up, only to start coughing heavily as he inhaled the smoke.
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FUCK I FORGOT TO ADD WATER!
Cole looked like he was dying. It felt like he had just inhaled fire. For the next few minutes, he kept coughing and trying to keep his body alive. His vision started to get blurry and he felt like going to sleep. He forgot he was inside a stranger's house party and closed his eyes.
Cole had already smoked more than two grams of weed. He normally wouldn't pass out from smoking only that amount, but he hadn't smoked weed for a week due to his drug dealer running out of stock. On top of that, he had drunk alcohol. This caused Cole to pass out after taking a huge bong rip. He and Abner were now both passed out in the living room filled with strangers.
Luckily for both of them, the town they lived in was quite peaceful and few people would steal from them. Instead, they were going to be laughed at for passing out first.
"Does anyone know these two?"
The party host turned down the music and asked who let Cole and Abner in.
"Aren't they your friends? We thought you brought them."
"No, I don't know them. Did they break anything?"
"Nah, but they are drunk and high as fuck. The other dude drank almost fucking 2 bottles of vodka."
The host was relieved to hear that nothing had been stolen. He always welcomed fun people and wasn't going to throw them out.
"So, anyone got markers?"
They proceeded to draw dicks using a black permanent marker all over Cole's and Abner's bodies. Once they had laughed for long enough, the host brought both of them to a guest bedroom along with a bucket.
Why am I in a fucking forest?
After waking up, Cole found himself inside a thick forest. He was sitting at the end of a dirt road with nothing but trees surrounding him. The leaves on the trees were green and it seemed to be in the middle of summer. It had just been winter before Cole went to sleep, so he was very confused.
Did I smoke myself into outer space?
Cole couldn't remember anything. He was trying to figure out what the fuck he was doing inside the middle of a forest. It slowly got to him that he was partying with a bunch of strangers and Abner.
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Isn't Ab with me, what happened last night?
"HEY AB CAN YOU HEAR ME?"
Cole shouted into the forest trying to find Abner. When there was no answer, Cole was starting to get stressed out. As his vision started to get less blurry, he noticed an assortment of dicks drawn up and down his arm. He had a hunch on what happened last night.
Those bastards robbed me and dragged me into a forest.
Dammit, I knew I should've called an Uber and left with Ab!
Cole reached into his pocket to check if his wallet had been stolen, but surprisingly both his phone and wallet were still in his pockets.
Did they just draw dicks on me and throw me out?
Cole's mind was filled with questions. He had a slight hangover from drinking alcohol and his mind wasn't fully clear due to smoking way too much the day before.
He didn't pay attention to the odd weather or his own body which had changed, instead, he was worried about his friend Abner. It was his fault that they passed out and were in this situation. Abner could be passed out in a ditch right now.
Knowing Ab he must still be alive. It's not cold outside, so he would survive even if he passed out outside.
Cole decided to start following the dirt path in hopes of finding a busier road. He still had his phone and wallet so he could call an Uber.
Oh yeah, I can just call Ab, I'm a fucking idiot.
Cole took out his phone to call Abner. However, the phone wouldn't turn on.
Is the battery dead? I'm pretty sure I charged it yesterday morning.
He couldn't help but sigh. Well, that makes things difficult. Now I have to try to grab a lift.
Everything outside was weird. Why is it so hot in the middle of winter? There was something else bothering Cole as well, but he couldn't figure it out. He decided thinking too much wouldn't help, got up and started following the dirt road. After walking for just a couple of minutes he found a sign.
Great, a sign! Now I at least know where I am.
The sign was made of wood and it looked brand new. There were no signs of wear, and it looked like it had just been placed there. Additionally, strange-looking eyeglasses were hanging from a hook on the sign.
None of this mattered to Cole. He just wanted to know where he was.
What the hell is this? Is this a sick prank or something?
The sign had a bunch of unreadable nonsense written on it. Cole had never seen writing like this before.
[Hᒷꖎꖎ𝙹 c𝙹ꖎᒷ. I ᔑᒲ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ 8ℸ ̣ ⍑ dᒷᒲ𝙹リ k╎リ⊣ aᓭᒲ𝙹↸ᒷ⚍ᓭ. I ⍑ᔑ⍊ᒷ !¡∷ᒷ!¡ᔑ∷ᒷ↸ ᔑ ⊣╎⎓ℸ ̣ ⎓𝙹∷ ||𝙹⚍. F𝙹ꖎꖎ𝙹∴ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ∷𝙹ᔑ↸ ᔑリ↸ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ⍑𝙹⚍ᓭᒷ ╎ᓭ ||𝙹⚍∷ᓭ.]
Are you fucking joking? Is someone trying to prank me by scaring me with nonsense?
Cole walked past the sign ignoring it. He thought nothing of the glasses hanging on the sign. Some old guy probably forgot them there. Cole's vision was excellent and he didn't need to use glasses. In hindsight, this was a mistake.
After walking for 10 more minutes he came across a huge mansion. The mansion was even bigger than the house where they were partying just yesterday. It had 2 stories and was at least 500 square meters.
Why is there a mansion in the middle of a fucking forest? Am I still high? Did I even smoke weed or am I on crack?
Cole had lost it. He had no idea why there was a mansion in the middle of a forest. He was about to hit his head on a tree to get his sanity back. Just as he was about to smack his head he stopped. His nose smelt something amazing. He was attracted to the smell just like a drug dog looking for narcotics. The smell led to the backyard of the mansion, where Cole looked through the fence and saw something amazing.
HOLY SHIT THAT'S HUGE!
Behind the fence, Cole saw a dozen humongous cannabis plants. The plants were at least six meters in size, leaves lush green and full of purple-tinted flower. The scent they gave surpassed even the strongest stuff Cole had smoked, leaving him stunned.
Holy fuck that is beautiful. There must be well over a kilo of weed in each plant.
I could really use some weed right now...
"Fuck it..."
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