Head to your friends house

You know that the one place you can rely on to have a good time while high is your friends house. The man is a DJ at local nightclubs, and sometimes afterparties, wedding receptions, and Fraternity\Sorority Field Parties. He's got the good music...hes got the glowsticks...youve got your sound and light machine...All is going to be good. But as you're heading towards your friends house, still tripping balls, you end up knocking on a police officers door and he quickly notices you are at the wrong house, and tripping balls. He sees right through your cherade to act normal, cuffs you, and house arrests you. Only you've knocked on the wrong door, wrong cops door, wrong cops fucking door! This cop is into satanic shit and he sacrificing and beheading you like a an Aztec sacrificing a Myan. Umm...Ya you're dead, The end.