It wasn't long until the first purges were heard. A gut-wrenching roar, coming from the other side of the hut. My heart was still thumping. The taste of tobacco did nothing to conceal the battery acid that tainted my throat. The effects were coming on. I discarded my half-smoked mapacho and continued my mantra.
My eyes were closed. In the darkness, colours began to swirl. A vibrational energy coursed throughout my body, and then all I can recall, is that I was there.
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