I'd never felt true fear until that night.

I'd never felt true fear until that night. And I'd never truly experienced the thoughts of dread that I had then since. I'm still hazy on what happened, but here's what I remember.

It all started when I awoke in a cheep hotel room in Pakistan. It was 11 o'clock at night, and the only thing I could think of was the posse of clowns stuck in the mini fridge.

Then I was shocked because if this is a Pakistani Cheap Hotel, then how can there be a minifridge? I must be dreaming. That's when Freddy Krueger's laugh echoed down the hall

& he turned the set up louder. I could hear Krueger rewinding the DVR & playing back the same stupid clip over & over again. I decided to walk around Pakistan (literally around it)

Pakistan is a dangerous place, and- ... wait a minute, did I just see Solid Snake escape from the exploding embassy? Must be those mirages playing tricks on me.

Or that massive hit off of the huka bowl. Was that really tobacco? I could get used to this place. Anyway, check out the ambassador dancing around in flames. I thought they onl

y did the Hokey Pokey...and almost as soon as I thought that, they DID the Hokey Pokey! I took another hookah (huka?) hit. Yeah, the ambassador knew what it was all about. Did I

know what it was all about? What if I didn't? What if I'm the only person that didn't? He knows, she knows, they all do.. They did, oh shit, no. I'm freaking out on this PCP, calm

down. It's all in my head. Except the part about going through life completely clueless that I'm the only one who doesn't know what IT is all about. I must casually ask someone