DOM is the drug you should never do. It's an amphetamine hallucinogen, like seriously, what the fuck. Why would anyone want to concurrently process that much information that quickly? All you think about is the inevitability of death and armageddon. Adrian's world turned completely into locusts, they were the last scrap of reality he clung to. They were his breath, his blood, the trees, the earth, everything. Constantly vibrating, flying, crawling like a swarm of zerglings.

Several hours passed, but Adrian's body refused to pee. He knew this was bad, but wanted to know exactly how long it'd been. 'What time is it?' he asked a stranger. '6:45', only 45 minutes from dosing. The next 30 hours felt like several centuries at least, Adrian's face something akin to that of a war survivor. In the midst of all this, Adrian continued to do more drugs, but was afraid of farting because he didn't want to poop himself.