-Did you eat all this acid?
-That’s right.
-Maybe you could just…
Man, I’ll try just about anything; but I’d never in hell touch a pineal gland.
-Music!
-You better pray to God there’s some Thorazine in that bag. Otherwise, you’re in bad fucking trouble.
Madness. It made no sense at all. I desperately needed the facts.
Splintered memories looming up out of the time fog. Just press play.
