In some sort of dark ritual I had a meal with a ghost and a humanoid apparition. The ghost faded in and out of sight and did nothing. The supernatural creature had tan skin and eyes with cloudy skies and no pupil in them instead of a normal iris. We ate, and I had a bite of pork that turned into insects. I threw up and the apparition scolded me. I shanked her with what I think was a broken wine glass. She was not harmed in anyway, somehow the attack just didn't do anything. A shadowy figure appeared above my left shoulder, then the apparition confronted me and said she told me not to do that. She said "Look in my eyes and
what do you see? Who are you?" I didn't reply. She said this means I get your liver and she shanked me back. I was then baptized in a green river. We teleported to a seedy room, one that looked like it was in a weird sex club. Two women clad in black leather or spandex bent over and said they could "Sh!t pennies" and that it was "Not pretty". "This is what you get," said the apparition. I was unresponsive. I woke up and was hallucinating getting eaten out by Taylor Swift, grabbed my junk, and washed my face in the bathroom before stepping outside for a post-traumatic dream cigarette. Make it stop. No more magic hoobajooba man, I can't hack this ****. Someone's played a curse on me.
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