Numbers (the ultimate sensory experience)

D. "I can't feel my legs."

T. "I know, it's great isn't it? That's why they're called Numbers, they leave you numb, remove all sensory perception. It's just you and your mind, no body wearing you down.

D. "I liked being able to feel my legs."

T. "Legs, schmeggs. You'll get the feeling back tomorrow."

D. "What if I want to go for walk?"

T. "You won't want to go for a walk, you won't want to do anything. It's not that sort of drug."

D. "I didn't think my legs would go numb."

T. "I told you they were special."

D. "But that's what you always say, try these pills they're special, you should've said try these they'll deprive you of all feeling."

T. "I told you they were Numbers."

D. "Yeah, but last week you made me try Angel Dust, there weren't any actual angels involved."

T. "Angel Dust is so history. Numbers are THE drug now. What about your arms, can you still feel your arms?"

D. "My God, no, I can't feel my arms, I can't move my hands. I can't move. I'm just trapped on this chair."

T. "Chillax Dave, it's all part of the experience. Losing all contact with your body just allows you to enjoy the experience with no distractions. It's deep meditation in tablet form, I might start calling them Buddha Pills."

T. "Dave, are you still there Dave? Can you hear me?"

W. "He's gone quite. Should we do something, check his pulse?"

T. "Na, it's just the next stage. He's lost the power of speech. He'll just sit there now, completely comatose."

W. "How long for?"

T. "Maybe a few hours, maybe longer. Longest I've known is a day."

W. "How come you're still talking then?"

T. "I didn't take the fucking pills. I'm not stupid. Have you seen what they do to you?"

W. "I thought you liked them, I thought they were the ultimate hallucinogenic experience."

T. "That's just my sales pitch, I'll never try those fuckers again. They leave you completely numb."

T. "Wanna try some Angel Dust?"