Here is an interesting story, one of the first, on shrooms. While back home in the desert having a bonfire, we decided to take about a half 1/8 each, kinda easy. Well, I got a good batch up north so within twenty-thirty minutes, sh*t was going. Around an hour and a half into it, we were all around the trash can with wood burning and as one knows when wood burns, it crackles with an occasional ember popping off. There were eight of us transfixed upon the fire when an ember burst followed by a rise of fire. Immediately, one person jumped up and ran off into the desert, causing us some alarm. Shortly he came creeping back asking if everything was alright and if they were gone. Everythings fine and was who gone? Apparently, when there was the burst of fire, he saw demons with daggers coming right toward his face!! After that, things were good but still lost a bit of the effect...