It felt like I had been teleported to an alternate dimension, a place where three headed dogs were supposed to exist, a place where something like this would not have been seen as impossible, or crazy. But such a place did not exist, and if it did, I definitely didn’t belong in it, because what I was experiencing right now, what I was witnessing, was definitely insane. It was so insane, in fact, that I instantly started to wonder whether or not this was some kind of relapse, whether or not it was my mind playing tricks on me, because I had allowed myself to return to the environment that had once been so toxic to it.
I took a step away from the car again, hoping that the thing that was still sleeping, would continue to sleep, that it wouldn’t have been affected by the fact that I had tou
