A few hits of that shit, and his mind exploded. The world around him changed. Everything was dark. Only thing he could see was his gun. As he got closer to it, it disappeared. The house blew up.

He had awaken on a beach. The cool Misty breeze had woke him up. The sun began to shine some, but clouds were out. Nearby seemed to be a small town. Perhaps someone was here? The man walked into the dense forest only to see ruins. There was a small town here, but not anymore. 

Uh oh...

It started happening again...

The sky turned red. The clouds turned black. Fire began engulfing the island. He turns around to see tiny creatures motioning towards him. "It's your fault this is happening!" they yelled though it was unclear exactly. 

A black tornado appeared from the sky, it crashed onto the island and blew away the creatures and what was left of an old town. The man was sucked into the tornado.

He had regained consciousness, in his home, pipe in hand. 'Holy fuck! What the fuck happened?' Is all he could think. This was a drug that he definitely wanted to keep to himself.