Under the influence of unknown drugs

I have become acutely aware of the hair in my nostrils. I feel each individual follicle in the chill of the air. Although I know the ground to be wet from the recent down pour it soaks though my clothes, but I feel no indication of moisture. The wet cardboard box behind my back I’m leaned up against is strangely comfortable. It gave in to my weight and molded itself to my form. The street light's luminescence pulses, igniting the surrounding haze on fire. There is a strange man across the street from me. He is in the shadows but I can see that his face is blank and unmoving…his lips do not move, but I hear the curses he screams at me. How does he know I'm worthless? Why does he tell me to die? I'm certain I don't know him so how can he judge me? I don't think I should be here. I want to leave, but convincing my body to move seems impossible. If I am supposed to be here I don't know any reason as to why. Where here is and how I came to be here evades me at this particular moment. A woman stops and turns toward me. I can't focus on her face as it shakes so rapidly that it is a blur. She is clad in tight black leather. It may have been her skin. I can't be sure. As I looked down toward her legs she apparated with the mildest "pop" sound leaving me the inability to inspect her closer to try and make any determination about her texture. She left an eye behind it seems. I can't be sure if it is her right of her left eye. I wish I knew for sure. That question seems more important to me then the fact that the blurry headed woman has lost an eye altogether. The eye wriggled as if it felt pain or struggled to peer my direction. I mildly chuckled at its troubles. My attention was stolen from the eye by the tongue that had come into view. The fact that it was the size of a Buick wasn't nearly as interesting as the way in which it propelled itself forward. Its movements were similar to that of an inch worm. I have to admit I was sickened by the sound when it made contact with the asphalt. What I didn't expect was the orange ooze that accompanied the giant muscle. It suddenly struck me as odd that such a thing could exist. It only took a moment not to realize there was no reason to ponder this. After all, the dish ran away with the spoon. It lolled past me and I decided it wasn't worth another thought. I was anxious to get back to the eye anyway. I lowered my gaze and to my dismay the eye was gone. I became infuriated that it was longer available for appraisal.

I inhaled deeply and it took me 37 minutes to sigh. In that time I thought about a rat on a rotisserie. Just when I thought my skull would implode with boredom the air in front of me spat and sparked. From a tiny spec appeared a glow and it increased in size rapidly to confront my eyes with a flat screen image suspend by nothing. It spat again and sparks flew from its edges. Color and static washed the surface as if it were trying to tune in an image. Then I saw the teeth. There were large, flat and had a wretched, yellow appearance. As the teeth parted and began to open wide, lips and gums seemed to draw themselves into form surrounding the teeth. They were awkward and impossibly shaped like no creature I've ever been aware of. Then the inside of the mouth and esophagus formed. It was the darkest possible red before turning black. The now completed, sickening mouth was fully open and was full screen. As the teeth touched the edges the light surged and vibrated violently. The edged fluttered and expanded as if fighting to keep the horrid mouth incased. I began to detect a sickening smell. I noticed a green, iridescent oozing liquid drip from the bottom edge. It was coming from the mouth. The thick putrid goo flowed over the bottom row of teeth. The mouth fought for freedom attempting to break the confines of its captor and, I stopped to think, is it trying to free itself to eat me? The screen cracked and fell into pieces. Before the glowing fragments could fall to the ground they flashed then blipped out of existence. I was now faced with a mouth that was large enough to swallow me whole. I became horrified and I feared for my life but the only reaction I could muster was a slight upward turn of the right side of my mouth appearing as a weak smirk. As I feared it came toward me. It engulfed me. I popped out of existence.