Tommy Forster is dead.
Tommy was going to be a Engineer.

He was twentytwo, good looking, personable, athletic.
He had an high IQ. The dean said he had the best
potential of any man in his class.

But Tommy is Dead.
His problem was acid.
D-lysergic acid-formela 25 known as LSD.

A close friend told him that LSD was psychedelic.
Mind expanding. Said it would give hime fantastics
new sensations and thrill.

So Tommy tried it, and his friend was right.
At first the LSD made him sick in his stomach,
but then Tommy began to hallucinate.

The air began to be filled rainbows.
A very actualization to be a moving
current of multi color particles witch
came streaming down around you.

And when he listened to the stereo, he
saw colored particles, floating up
from the speakers.

And when he looked at the wall, it
seems to be mealting. The picture on
the wall became liquified with colors
running down like watherfall.


It was sensational.


Inside him self, Tommy felt sublimated.
Short of subspended and space.
He had an euphoric feeling of wounderfull
well being. Then he looked at a mirror
and something horroble happen.

First it seemed that half his face was rotting away.
Then he began to seeing himself as an grotesque
misshaped monster. He looked around the room
and all the people were becoming monsters.

Evrybody knew what was happend to Tommy, because
he began to screaming and describing what it
was he was seeing.

Tommy had the feeling wanted to smash his head
against the wall, to bring him self out of
this stuck.

He did it. Blood spurted from his nose and
a large cut bloodeing his face.

But he felt no pain. Then he pounded his head
on a doorpost. Somebody in the room tried to
stop him. He feelt they were his enemy so
he jerked away.

He handed to the next room where an olden ladder
lead to the roof above the streets. It
was eighteen storey to the ground.

Tommy thougt to himself that the roof
across the streets was realy just a few
inches away. He could jump to it, and
there buy escape.

He tried.
Tommy is dead.