>his eyes are popping out, everyone still staring with dopey glazed eyes
>he makes this strange panicked-choking breathing sound, like there's really wet towel in his mouth/throat
>blood literally pops out of his nose, incredibly dark colored
>horrible, horrible stench permeates the camp
>holy shit
>falls over backwards, panic ensues
>"DUDE YOU GAVE HIM TOO MUCH FUCK FUCK"
>main guy goes to help him up, can't, stench increases to the point where the rest of us are gagging and/or puking
>hear distant scream from forest, amid the panic I think nobody else notices
>hear other screams join in, everywhere, what the fuck, the panic levels cannot be contained, junkies screaming inside the camp too
>screeching outside camp grows and grows, ears are ringing, stench is clogging my lungs, can't take it
>overwhelming smell and high pitched ringing too much to handle
>black out
>awake in morning
>look around
>very shakey, can smell hints of stench from last night
>nobody to be seen, except that fucking guy, the goddamn guy, boots sticking up from the log he fell off of
>walk over slowly
>looks like he's been dead weeks, skin is tight over his face, white and blue, eyes sunken, looks like he lost 80 pounds before dying
>blood covering him, idk from where
>withdrawing and losing my mind, steal the main dealers car, go home, and never speak of it again
>never heard a word from or about any of those people ever again, except for one girl, who got put in a psych ward I heard. Never visited her
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