Editing Getting the Band Together (section)

==='''The Acid Trip'''===

Juan and his companion, Gustov, stumbled out of the Ugly Ferret, the world around them shifting and warping. The neon sign above the bar flickered, its letters melting like wax. Juan clutched the pewter coin, its surface pulsing with an otherworldly glow in his vision.

“What the hell did they give us?” Gustov slurred, his voice echoing as if from a great distance.

Juan’s vision blurred, and he saw the faces of the Blind Reapers staring at him from the shadows. Their eyes were hollow, their mouths twisted in silent screams. He shook his head, trying to clear the hallucination, but it only grew more vivid.

“We need to get out of here,” Juan muttered, stumbling toward their car. But the vehicle seemed to stretch and distort, its doors sliding out of reach.

"It’s going to cost us a lot to get out of their way. Mano, this didn’t work out. But I think if we didn’t take the bag, they would have killed us right there. Fuckers gave us acid. Homicidal fuckers."

As they drove away, the city streets twisted into a labyrinth, the buildings leaning inward as if to crush them. Juan gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white. The coin in his pocket hummed softly, a reminder that the SBG was always watching.

Gustov mumbled, "They own us...."

Juan growled, "There are only three of them. How hard could they be to kill?"

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