Originally Posted by The Lorax
Ok, so...
A couple friends of mine and I had just rolled up a big blunt, and start going on one of our many "valley drives" during the night. This "drive," mind you is through these back roads that cops are NEVER on, and hardly do you even see any cars at all! We even had a radar scanner, like always, nothing. So during the drive, we drive by the damn that we always drive by, and as many times before, we decide to stop at it and chill at it for a while. As soon as we pull up(before that we talked about how much we've come here and how we dont know anyone who's been caught by doing this), get out of the car and start to walk up, a car pulls in behind us, a white unmarked car with a blue spinny light on top of it...we look at eachother, say oh shit, and start bookin it up the path to the damn.
One of us had a half O and throws it under a branch while we were running, my other friend who had the blunt threw that. I had my cheeseteak sub(that one of my best friends made for me), and a bottle of water. Unfortunately I had to throw the cheesesteak, but I kept the bottle of water. Keep in mind, while all of this was going on, we were all baked as shit, I mean high. After sprinting for a little bit, I decide we need to break off of the path because they could easier catch us on the path. I say lets run up the hill, and start doing it.(these were thick woods, and a big ass mountain like hill.)
While I was running, I thought everyone else had come behind me, at least it seemed like it at first, but after 10-20 seconds I realize that no one else had followed, and it was too late to turn around now. I keep booking it up the hill, through all this brush and trees in the dark, I couldn't see hardly anything, and I had shorts on...my legs got tore up from it all.
I run for a good while, fortunately I've been running the last week to get back in some shape, I could've ran forever. At one point I ducked down behind a tree for a while, took a piss(i really had to go) and just chilled. I sat for around a half hour, and during that time was freakin out, seeing shit, hearing shit, all kinds of bad things were happening. I heard dogs howling, and saw small glimpses of light in areas, I thought it was some K-9 unit, I was scared shitless.
After the half hour of hell, one of the friends I was with before we split called me, and said everything was fine, they went back to the car after a while, the unmarked vehicle had left, and they were in it driving it. I told them my situation, and how I was in the middle of the woods, and didn't know whether I could get back or not. But I started to head back, and after about another 15-20 minutes, I found the path. I'd also like to add that on my journey back, The Lorax heard something walking, got a little scared, and it turned out to be fuckin deer!
So everything seems to be ok, but there still lays one obstacle...actually two:
1. We gotta walk back to the car, which my friend, unthinkingly(if thats a word), parked it down the road a bit. Smart, in case the UFO came back again, dumb, because we had to walk along this road for 10 minutes. Everytime a car came we would jump up on the mountain(big ass hill) and hid in the trees and shit.
2. We gotta find the fuckin half O! We found it after looking for a little bit. Unfortunately, the sub was not found. :(
So what the fuck was that all about?
1. We thought it might have been some asshole kids fuckin with us.
2. Some kind of security unit, who didn't want to chase us, and had to go get backup.
3. The local ghost, who just want's to play!
What do you think? Was it any of these? Something else maybe? In any case, I know that running and just being in the woods high as shit on a mountain at night with no moon light even and hearing barking dogs and some other crazy shit and all that other stuff.......SUCKS!
Oh btw, everything I heard was from some big party in a neighborhood near the damn.
what a CRAZY night!
