I have never used any drugs other than caffeine recreationally, and the only other drugs I’ve been prescribed are heavy painkillers for post-surgery recovery. Therefore, there’s absolutely no way my unconscious self has real knowledge of what ‘drugs’ do. Doesn’t stop it from making things up, though.
In my dream, I was watching TV and, for some damn reason, a religious program was on. It featured an old lady just sitting at a desk talking into the camera, like any number of cheap public access cable shows. Carved into the top of the high-backed wooden chair she was sitting in was a grotesque face, something that was over 90% screaming mouth and blank eyes. I thought “Hey, creepy face” and then the grotesque face was her face, and the coloring had changed. She had gained serious port-wine stains on her face that made it look like she had been weeping blood and her nose had darkened, making her look a lot like a shih tzu that had been weeping blood.
I got up and turned away from the bloody dog face woman and towards a full-length mirror on my wall. My mind somehow thought “Hey, if I were on shrooms and there was a Fasching mask on the mirror where my face would be, I would really freak out.”
Of course it happened. I began to scream in my dream and it was a while before I could fall asleep again.