The dark forest was chilly and there was a breeze following me wherever I went. The sounds of the Fiesta faded until I couldntvhera anything but the wind rustling in the trees and the occasional chirp of a bird. Although I had only drunken a few shots I could feel my head getting lighter and my vision was a bit blurry, like when you get new glasses and the work just seems to be a bit slower than y...