This tech is getting good enough to become genuinely disturbing.
Prompt: We were twelve miles out of Hackensack when the LSD took hold.
Completed text:
We must have been driving over a hundred miles an hour. At first I wasn't sure where we were. There was nothing to indicate our destination. The headlights picked up a sign and it read, 'Welcome to West New York.' I was about to ask Mike what we were doing here when the drugs had their way with him. The next thing I knew, Mike was talking like an idiot. He was rambling off things he thought were funny and telling me about the latest _National Lampoon_ joke. He made up words out of thin air, like 'carnival.' I was terrified of where this was leading. Suddenly, Mike looked over at me with a look in his eyes like he was seeing things nobody else saw. This terrified me even more. His look was one of evil intent. He held up a hand toward the front of the car and motioned for us to look at it. It was covered with something the color of blood. Blood! He had bitten into his own hand, chewed on it, swallowed it and the hand was red and bleeding all over the inside of the car. There was a long silence. I did not know what to do. What I was witnessing was unbelievable.
This was real! I was at a party at a house in Hackensack. The host was a guy called David Lee Roth. At one point, he offered me a joint and a line of cocaine. I took them, but didn't inhale. 'Do you want to do this?' he asked me. 'Fuck no,' I replied. I didn't like being offered drugs by someone I barely knew, so I left.
We got back in the car and Mike began to laugh at the idea of being the biggest pot dealer in the world. The drugs in his hand would have made him a millionaire and, he said, he was going to be king of the world, but at least he would be selling the same drugs everyone else was selling.
I wasn't listening anymore. I was thinking about how he was going to bite his hand and eat it. I had seen things like this happen before. It was frightening, but not particularly unusual. When I saw this, I thought the drugs were getting to him. I was wrong. In fact, it was the drugs that had got to him. He had been to a mind-expanding party. The only problem was that a friend of his had taken too much acid. There were people crawling all over the floor as he was speaking. They couldn't make sense of what he was saying. 'Don't you get it?' he said. 'It was all in my mind. I was having an out-of-body experience. It was fantastic. I saw everything. Now it's all gone, all the drugs are gone. It's all in my head. You have to understand. It was all in my head.'