I knew my mindset wasn't quite perfect but since all of my previous trips were full of pleasure and joy i ate them (2.8g dry cubensis) at 8pm. I began watching grandmas boy when i suddenly started to doubt shroomin being a good idea and that is where all the trouble started. I had a panic attack, my heart was beating really fast and i knew that the upcoming trip wass gonna be bad. I tried to calm down and listened to sour diesel by grease while smoking a few bowls, but i didn't manage to change the experience. After that, the shrooms hit really hard and i lied down on my bad to continue watching grandmas boy, but all the characters became looking evil/shady so i turned it off and closed my eyes, trying to focus on my heartbeat, which was difficult and ineffective because i saw skulls flying in front of my eyes all the time. When i got up again, my room wasn't the same. It was evil and full of darkness. I looked at my clock but couldn't make any sense of the numbers displayed. I didn't know what to do and wandered around my appartment restlessly, then decided to play some space shooter game on my iphone. i didn't do really well and when i died and the game over screen came on it said "Game Over - Insane!" and that really freaked the shit out of me. The shrooms hit even harder, everything looked like in an evil cartoon and now i wandered around again and came up with several theories about the trip to torture my mind:
1.I thought that this was all just a dream and i only saw myself in my appartment while i was really outside wandering around aimlessly. I could hear the typical city noises, lots of people talking, cars etc. and it felt like they were pushing me around, yelling and laughing at me.
2.I thought that i was about to die, laying in the hospital only imagining being at home. I could hear my parents crying, doctors screaming around i could feel a hose being shoved up my nose and taste bitter medicine. Then it felt like i was dead. I could hear my parents cry out loud and feel the doctors trying to get me back to life. At the same time i got the feeling of being torn appart which hurt. Then i felt being put into a coffin. I was now experiencing my own funeral.
3.I thought that i went insane and killing everyone i love while only imagining being in my appartment. At one point i thought about killing myself in what i thought was a dream to regain consciousness and stop myself from killing everyone but decided against it because i had a last glimpse of hope that it was all in my head - thank god!
All this felt very real and while it wasn't my most terrifying experience ever it's among the top 3.