I woke up to a headache. I was still in the plane. I looked down. OH JESUS CHRIST MY ARM. my sleeves were rolled up. You could see all my cuts and scars. They looked even worse. My uncle was asleep. God I hope he didn't see. I took out my phone after rolling down my sleeves. Im set to have 3 more hours of this flight. Great. I started to remember my little hallucinations. And the pill gum-. WHY WOULD GUMP DRUG ME?!
I shook him awake, rudely.
"What was that white pill?!"
"It was a sleeping pill but it had weed in it and some magic mushrooms. Why?"
"Uhm. Gump you cant just drug people."
"You took it before i could tell you what it was."
And with that I dosed off to sleep because that took a lot out of me.
*3 hours later*
I heard a loud screeching and felt a thud. I looked out a window to realize we were landing. Hallelujah.
We got off the plane with all the other people. It took us about an hour before we could finally leave.
We looked around to find Gumps car.