I'm a Computer Engineering major who enjoys reading, writing, fitness, and Crafts, and who occasionally writes stuff that can be published. Most is opinion, some is fact, a good majority is fiction - unless otherwise specified. Enjoy!
Chapter 2 They were orange. Bright, virulent orange, with undulating cyan ridges from top to bottom. They were also around eight feet tall, vaguely squidlike, and didn’t seem to ‘ambulate normally.’ Instead of legs or feet, there was a dense column of short, thick tentacles beneath them, constantly wriggling and shifting to almost glide them in one direction or the other. It was a bizarre sight, but I was on an alien planet.
It started out innocently enough. Your friends talked about it every so often as a joke, something that happens after you do too many hallucinogenic drugs: Fast-movers, flickering lights, glowing balls - shifting and twisting shadows out of the corners of your vision. Things that you thought were there, but actually weren't. It always sounded amusing, entertaining even - but then you started noticing it yourself, without any /extra/ help.