Surviving DATURA.

Jaipur, 30-03-1995. Well, it seems I survived the DATURA experiment but it was something I would most certainly not wish to repeat!!! I woke up several times during the night, waking up from the most crazy dreams I probably ever had. Monsters shaped like they came right out of japanese Manga comic books, montrosities and evil thai spirits screaming all their rage at me. My throat as dry as parchment, like Sahara sand in trhe middle of summer. When Rona knocked on my door early in the morning I looked three quarters dead and felt like it.