The beer comes out fluffed with mold! White mold that expands and contracts on the ground slowly drying and dying letting off a foul stench. You can feel the acid starting to level off and soon you shall be back down. For now the world still has that wet extra feel to it. You walk on. There's a building ahead. Appears to be a old brick school building. Circa 1960's you'd say. You don't recognize this area and you should not be far from your friend's house where the party is at strange. You walk towards the school to try to catch a mental map of where you are. A tennis court, baseball diamond and some official looking but sinister feeling building beyond that. The street name is Dische. You don't recognize that either. A car buzzes by a few streets ahead. You don't like the feeling you got when that car went by. You must be paranoid. yeah that's it, the acid and everything.