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I stared at the glass and tried to discern my reflection. I tried to touch the mirror but when my fingertips slid against that cool surface, it seemed as if my hand dissolved and merged with the glass.2

-Woah. Trippy.-3

I pressed closer and breathed, the hot air fogging it up and covering the lower half of the face staring back at me. The lights were too bright and I still couldn’t see the details, only a pale-faced girl on the other side. 4

The girl was trying to touch me, too, I realized. I wondered if the glass felt the same to her—polished, cold, and the doorway to another dimension. 5

I blinked and my vision blurred, then cleared. I tried to make out the details of the face, clarifying them as I would a map; Her pupils were huge. Big black things ringed with barely a centimeter of green. The whites were bright, and a smile of post-sublime lingered on her swollen lips. I leaned forward and tried to kiss those lips—only to hit the glass and pull back, hand dropping.6

Someone knocked on the bathroom door and it took me a long moment to open it. My boyfriend stood there and took my hand and I lost myself momentarily in that little sensation as he dragged me to another room.7

This was my first time rolling. The little green pill had dispersed itself throughout my body at least a half hour ago and I felt the effects throughout my muscles and skin. It was heaven.8

I was taken to the office. On the ground was another of our friends, a huge smile on his face and palms rubbing against the carpet. My boyfriend lied down next to him and closed his eyes; I lied down, too.9

The carpet I was on scratched and itched all the exposed skin I had. It was great—I stretched out and listened to the trance that started. The bass thudded through my body like the beat of my heart. 10

All the lights turned off in the room as the door was shut. There were three other people in the room besides us—two had glow sticks. The other sat in a corner and watched.11

As my muscles began to melt from my body, a huge puddle of cells on the carpet, one from the group came over and stood above me. They began to move the glow sticks in a blur I couldn’t comprehend, moving so fast that a four-inch glow stick became a two-foot circle in front of each eye.12

It was amazing. I reached out and grabbed my boyfriend’s hand. He squeezed back. And I lost myself.13

After a half hour of the lightshow, we were left alone. We turned to each other and fused our bodies together; sensations intensified and minds maelstroms of colors. Complete and total bliss.14

The trance had been left on and a song I recognized began to play. Heavy base, clear treble, and a single phrase in a woman’s voice that explained everything going on in that moment…15

-We’re in Heaven.-16