2016

I woke up with a gasp, looking around in the darkness, only hearing nothing but the fan spin. It was hot in here, and I felt a lot of sweat come down from my head. Knowing how much of a bad dream I had, it wasn't that bad to me. I suddenly remembered those girls from the photos I found in my car earlier today. I wondered how they managed to get into my dream. That picture must have had an effect on me when I first saw it, but I feel that the picture must have had something inside of it that affected me in a mysterious way I couldn't find out about. Oh well, I guess I gotta be- What? Oh no...! THE PARTY!

I looked at my phone, and heard Frag Out by DJ ASSASS1N. It was Ray calling me, and I didn't know what time it was, and I didn't know to care about the time or not since I was exhausted. I pressed the green button on my phone to answer, and I wouldn't be expecting anything friendly nor critical.

"Hello?" I began, feeling a little drowsy from my sleep.

"Man, where are you? The party is very chaotic than you think it is!" Ray called out, a little disappointed but excited. "I've been trying to call you, but you haven't been answering!"

I was stuck stunned for a second, though. Chaotic? But how? I only slept for a few minutes, it's not like I've been in another world, or something! I looked at my watch, and was pissed. 8:30PM. I knew it. I totally fucking knew it! I WAS LATE!

"Chaotic? In what way?" I asked. I didn't know why I asked, but I just did anyway, getting up from my bed, donning my long sleeve shirt underneath my Strokes T-Shirt as I placed my jeans and shoes on. I had been late, but I didn't really think about showing up to the party or not, based on the tone of my friend. Never in any of the parties I went to had there been anything crazy going on, unlike what you usually see in the movies where teens start partying like Project X. But this, I couldn't tell if he was being dead serious or not.

"Everybody is dancing like crazy, I'm gonna need your help man! There are people fighting each other like crazy, and all the girls have been leaving and doing the same crazy shit!"

Damn. Knew this was going to go down the moment I heard the word "chaotic".

"I thought you said there wasn't any booze at that party! Why the hell-" I stopped at that moment, then thought to myself. I was taking a pretty big risk going to that party to bust my friend's ass outta there. But I wasn't risking going into that party to be just like those sad, desperate fame wannabes.

"You want me to come pick you up and head to that second party you were talking about?" I asked, finally putting on my brown hoodie. "I'm only 25 minutes away, and you can wait outside, I'll be there in no time."

"I don't know man..my friend is down there and he's really pissed that I'm not coming in." Ray replied.

"Dude, do not listen to him. He'll get you drunk and the next thing you know, you'll be in jail in no less than one hour or so! Look, just- just stay away from whoever you're with or whoever you know that may be getting all hyped up and dangerous, just as a precaution. I'm coming to get you." I grabbed the keys and my wallet, closed the door to my room, and dashed outside.

"But..." Ray began.

"Dude, don't worry about them, worry about your safety! Your friends are more likely than screwed anyway based on what you told me!"

"All right...see you bro."

"See you, too."

I hung up and ran to my Camaro. This was the first time I've had to deal with a friend who was stuck in this crazy ass party. Not all parties that I had went to were this disastrous, not including small parties and formal parties. I worriedly entered my car, put the key in the ignition, turned it, and then began to drive out of the garage. I had to get my friend out of there. And now.

-

Once I got out through the gate, I drove into the direction where my friend would be at, but all of a sudden, I began to experience hallucinations, again. I'm beginning to wonder if that picture had put me into a daze for looking at that picture for so long. I would focus on that right now, but there were arrows were I was looking seeming to guide me to my best friend. Boy, I wonder if someone put in some type of drug in there. I'd be pissed for sure!

I turned right, and sped a little. I looked around to be sure there weren't any cops behind me, and knowing that there weren't I slowed down a little anyway just to be safe. I couldn't believe what I had gotten myself into, but at least I can learn a lesson from this. I hope Ray isn't on something by the time I get there, or else...

Damn.

Now I remember...

I stopped at a red light and quickly grabbed the folder with the pictures. I looked at the picture with the three girls fighting the robot samurai, and looked at the back. There wasn't anything, except that strange and mysterious smell that wasn't so pleasing. It smelled like acid burning something, and I coughed and gagged, when all of a sudden, my car started to drive by itself after the green light came on.

"Hey! STOP!" I yelled, worried that I was taken over by the acid smell. I never did drugs in my life, and I would never ever want to, but know that there was some type of weird smell in that picture, I wasn't so sure if I was on something now, but I'd HATE, HATE to be under that weird smell forever. I then noticed that the car wasn't moving by itself and it was just me moving the car. Another hallucination from that picture, I'd better find a barrel close by and burn it. I think that taking a very close look at that picture put me under a spell...but I'm not so sure who would do it. It didn't matter, all I had to do was get to my friend quickly and get him out of there. Maybe I'll burn the picture later if it doesn't keep affecting me..

At that moment, I stopped when I found a barrel with fire inside. I stopped the car, dashed outside with the picture in my hand, and carefully, but quickly threw it into the fire. I watched for at least 2 minutes to check if it didn't regenerate, and headed back into my car. Thank God...

I began to drive my car close by to the neighborhood where I witnessed plenty of neighbors and residents leaving the area as quickly as possible. I assumed that the party is out of control, just like the Godzilla attacks. I drove to the house where the banner:

PARTY HERE AT 8:30. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE.

I knew I was there on time, and was expecting my friend to be outside, and looked to the passenger seat to see if there were any more pictures. And there was nothing but the seat itself.

I sighed in relief, hoping that the picture wouldn't come to me. But, when I turned around to the passenger seat, there it was again. That picture. In frustration, I grabbed it and tore it in half, but all of a sudden, some type of pixie dust sprayed in my face. And it hurt like hell. It was like being sprayed with mace, and I got out of the car quickly and began to cover my face in pace, screaming once. Now I finally knew what was in there. Pixie dust. I guess you can say that I was also frantic about this situation because of how these hallucinations drove me crazy, especially my friend being trapped at the house, but I don't know how to react whenever I saw that my friend was right out there, laughing really hard at something.

I think I was too late, because I could hear my friend snorting like those people you see in those YouTube videos when they're dying of laughter from something.

"Dude! I'm so glad you're here!" Ray called out to me, smiling.

Man, I was feeling extremely pissed on the inside, but the outside, I was attempting to contain myself of worry. "Hey...!"

Ray seem perplexed when he found out I was rubbing my face with water and plenty of sweat came on me. "You look like shit man, what happened to you? And what is that a picture of on your hand?"

What. The. Fuck. HOW? I found the same picture I tore up with in my hand, and just decided to go with the flow. "Oh, this..? I found this in my car, it was suppose to be something pretty cool, but this got outta control for me."

"Dude...look at them...they look like warriors of some sort!"

"Yeah, I know, but..." I didn't want to tell him about the pixie dust inside, because A, he would think I'm crazy. And B, it would be pretty silly for me to explain to him what had just happened.

"Come on in, man, the party wasn't as bad as you think!" Ray called out, helping me up. "Boy, that look on your face..."

Man, I cannot believe I fell for it! Oh well, at least I had a kick out of it, giving me a laugh.

-

Soon, I was already inside with most of the kids, and not one thought of the picture came through my mind. I was already enthusiastic at the amount of people who were there, calm, chill, happy, and most importantly, drug free.

But then someone kept getting into my head...

And it was someone I've already seen in the dream..