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So about 12, 13 years ago, I moved into a new area. I was excited because it was my first time moving out. I ended up getting a roommate. Three to four months into moving to that new area. I really wanted to meet new people, like around my age to hang out with and so forth. My roommate suggested that I download a meeting app or dating app to meet new people around the area. So I caved in and I downloaded this dating app. I met a few people on the app. Good conversation with majority of them. But eventually I met this guy who was pretty cool. He was down to earth. Conversation was great on the app. So we decided to meet in person and just do a dinner in a movie type thing. We went to dinner, had a great time there. Conversation was great, but we ate a lot and we was torn with the idea if we should go to the movies or not. But we ended up going and we decided to go see Lincoln. I was excited because Abraham Lincoln is, like one of my favorite presidents to read about. I was happy. Him, not so much. But he agreed to go. During the duration of the movie, I saw him dozing off, but I was so engrossed with the movie. We got through the movie, and after the movies, we decided to go back to my place to continue the night. Just to go back, have a couple of drinks, chat. And we got into his car and we kind of sat in the car for a few minutes talking. And maybe like five minutes later, I started to feel different. Everything around me was going at a normal pace, but it just felt like I was slow. But I looked over to him. He was just having a conversation, you know, acting like nothing's wrong. He was still talking. He was doing hand gestures and stuff like that. So it was no indication that he didn't see nothing. Wrong with me. What is going on? Like, I was like, in a deep trance. That's when the cycle started. He started to drive to my place again. I was just slow in nature, like, waking up from a nap. And it just. Everything just seems so, like, ugh. He reached towards the radio and asked me if I wanted to change the radio station. I don't remember answering him. Whatever I did, it must have let him know that, yeah, go for it. So he changed the radio station. A few moments after that, he pointed out the window and asked me, is this my exit? Again, no indication from me to let him know that this is my exit or not. But we got off on it. Exit the whole time. I still feel sluggish. I feel weird. As we're getting off the exit, I looked down on my phone, which was in my lap, and it says 1029. He continued to have his conversation. He looked at me and asked me if I want to change the radio. And I looked at him, but I was like, wait, did he not just ask me this? Like, it kind of felt like deja vu. I was like, did he not just ask me this a while ago? And he reached for the radio and he changed the radio station. And a few moments after that, he pointed out the window and asked, is this your exit? That's when I looked at him again. I was thinking. I was like, wait, we just got off on my exit. Why are we. Why are you asking for if this is an exit again? If we are. We just got on. We got off on the exit. And I remember looking down at my phone and it says, 1029 in darkness. I came to, I looked at him still having a conversation. I became scared because this is the second time this happened. What is going on? As I was processing everything, he looked at me again and asked, do you want me to change the radio station? I was just remember just looking at him, just like, what? Why you keep asking me this? Why this is repeating? Like, why does it keep happening? He went to change the radio. A few moments later, he pointed out the window and he said, is this your exit? I look down at my phone. It says 1029. And darkness. I came to again. That's when I realized something was totally wrong with me because I was like, what is going on? While I keep seeing 1029, he's acting like nothing is going on. I'm freaking out because this is like the third time that this repeating cycle has happened. It kept happening maybe like three or four times. Do you want me to change the radio? Station, Is this your exit? Look down at my phone. 10:29. Darkness. After the fifth time, I have to do something to break this cycle. Thinking to myself, I said, maybe. When he asked if I want to change the radio station, grab his arm, prevent him from changing the radio station, maybe they would break the cycle. Right when he was about to reach for the radio, I grabbed his arm. But it felt like I had to push through this force to get to his arm, like I was fighting some invisible barrier. I grabbed it, and he looked at me and he asked, do you want me to change the radio station? That's when I felt actually defeated. I knew something was seriously wrong because that didn't work. I didn't break the cycle. I felt really scared and afraid. And then it happened again. A few moments later. He pointed out the window, is this your exit? I looked at my phone. It says 1029. And then darkness. I came to. But this time, I was at my apartment complex. I felt normal. I felt normal. I felt perfectly fine, like nothing had happened to me. I was just fine. I was like, whoa, what was that? Like, what happened? I looked down at my phone, and it was like 1040 something. And I was like, oh, wow, it's not 1029 anymore. And I said, well, at least it's not 1029 anymore. And that's when I looked at him. He said, good night. I enjoy my time with you. I hope we can do it again. Maybe we should hang out some other time. And I just remember saying good night. And I darted out of the car and I ran to my. My apartment. I thought I was really having a mental breakdown. I ended up sleeping in my roommate's room that night. The following morning, I went to work. I got to the office, just a normal, typical day. I received a Facebook message from the guy I was hanging out the night before. I was curious to see what he had to say with the message. It was a video attached, and at the bottom of the message, it said, you were epic last night. So I played the video. I saw me, the outfit that I had on the night before in the passenger seat of his car. It looked like I was having a seizure, shaking, mumbling. It was just. It was just scary to see myself in that way. I do not remember any of that happening to me last night. It wasn't me, but it was me. The whole time in the video, it was like he was laughing. Not like a very like ha ha ha type of laugh, like you laughing at a comed. It was like a sinister laugh, like he knew what he was doing. I asked him what happened to me last night. He basically said, that cigarette that you smoked last night wasn't a regular cigarette. In the midst of us talking, he offered me a cigarette. He took a pack of cigarettes and laced them with this synthetic drug called K2 or Spice. He told me what happened. And after that, he blocked me, deleted the message. And I never heard from him again. It looked just like a cigarette, but it was laced with that drug. Because of that, I had a powerful trip. It felt sinister. Very sinister. He knew that this was going to happen. Like a sick entertainment for him.