Arthur was on another one of his trips. Not a traveling trip of course, but a deranged one of hallucinations. The hallucinations were fading now though. Arthur sighed, falling back onto his dirty couch in his run-down flat. He didn't have much money to make his flat any better due to his drug addiction but he did not care at all.
He grabbed the bag of mushrooms from the small plastic table in front of him. He smiled now He had just bought these new mushrooms his dealer picked out in the forest. They were called "amanita muscaria" apparently. He didn't care for the name really. He just wanted the euphoric sensation they gave him.
He popped a couple in his mouth along with a few older ones he had and sat back waiting. About a half hour later the mushrooms started to take effect. He made a lopsided smile, watching lights play across his vision. The room suddenly became a world of colors, bright green grass decorating the floor, the ceiling now a vibrant blue sky with a shining sun and cotton candy clouds. It was a candy wonderland filled with mystical beings.
A lavender colored rabbit hopped up in front of his marshmallow seat.
"Oh hello~!" Arthur cooed lovingly.
The rabbit made a giant leap onto his head, nuzzling into his hair. Arthur giggled, reaching a hand up to pet its soft fur. With his other hand he bent down and picked a pink flower. He smelled it and sighed happy.
"Eat it!" The rabbit said.
"If you insist!" Arthur agreed and bit into the petals, not knowing it was just a mushroom in reality.
He sat with the rabbit on his head, not really doing anything particular, just watching the gay scenery surrounding them. The sky became dark then.
"What's happening?" Arthur asked the rabbit.
"You ate it," was all it said.
Arthur raised an eyebrow curiously. He pulled the rabbit from his head, holding it in his hands. "Oh well, I'll protect you," he said as dark clouds blotched the sky.
The candy houses around them were becoming distorted into bleak, darkly colored buildings. The vibrant grass quickly became flames in a one swift rippled wave. Arthur yelped, bringing his feet up onto his marshmallow seat. He looked back to the rabbit. Its fur became a sickly dark gold and its eyes black pools of nothingness.
"Wh-What's happening?" He whimpered; his heart rate doubling in fear and panic.
The rabbit seemed to scowl at him. It bit into his hand furiously and he screamed, dropping it into the fire. The rabbit exploded into a giant flame and it grew into the shape of a man. The fire was gone and in its place was a man in a gas mask, red suit, and held a large flame thrower. He laughed insanely, aiming it at the Brit.
Arthur screamed again, running into the flaming grass and away from the man, who had lit the marshmallow seat on fire instead of Arthur. He kept running, dodging the deranged monsters his hallucinogenic friends had become. What was once a unicorn stabbed its decaying horn at him, jabbing his side painfully. He tripped, falling face first into the flaming grass.
He tried to scream but nothing came out. He heard the laughter of the masked man behind him. He desperately tried to get to his feet. His body had spasms that left him bereft of control. He was crying now.
The lavender rabbit was back. Arthur looked up at it tiredly. It blinked, staring at him. He didn't want to touch it but he did. He stroked it with his bleeding hand from where it had bit him, its head nudging his hand. He hadn't even noticed the bloody pirate behind it coming for him.
Meanwhile in reality, Arthur had spasms on the floor, petting something unseen. The small plastic table he had sat on during the trip was knocked over with glass shattered everywhere; part of the glass was embedded into Arthur's bleeding hand.
His body had stopped moving then. His racing heart had ceased itself. Arthur was left on the ground, hand reaching for something imaginary, his lifeless black eyes staring at unknown horrors.
"Hey wake up!"
The little boy opened his eyes wearily. He shaded his eyes from the sun, blinking furiously to adjust his eyes to the brightness. Above him he saw an older boy, looking a couple years older. He had wavy blonde hair and a light blue tunic.
"Are you done napping?" He asked impatiently.
The little boy didn't answer though; too busy observing what was behind the older boy. There was a green rabbit, fluttering its wings in the air.