Eszett had a drug that could temporarily cut telepaths off from their power. I got my hands on some and used it once during one of my chip-related episodes. You remember that fucking thing that was inside my head slowly killing me, right? I'd have episodes where my telepathic shields would crash and I'd suddenly have about 10,000,000 people bellowing in my brain. That puts strain on the body as well as a guy's sanity.
So I used the drug and it worked. I had no telepathy at all for about three hours. It was awful. They don't call it a "sixth sense" for nothing, bub.
Even when I'm shielded I can feel the buzz of people existing around me. I felt nothing. It was dead quiet, like I'd gone deaf but worse. I wouldn't leave the apartment because I would be among people but they'd be missing something and it would drive me nuts faster. I tried to watch TV but my Japanese was no longer as good. When Brad came home I kept touching him constantly to make sure he was really there and not an illusion. I would have taken a sedative to knock myself out but I was afraid it would interact with the drug I was already on and kill me. After all that I decided I'd rather go insane from the 10,000,000 people occasionally yelling than from how life was on the drug.
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Eszett had a drug that could temporarily cut telepaths off from their power. I got my hands on some and used it once during one of my chip-related episodes. You remember that fucking thing that was inside my head slowly killing me, right? I'd have episodes where my telepathic shields would crash and I'd suddenly have about 10,000,000 people bellowing in my brain. That puts strain on the body as well as a guy's sanity.
So I used the drug and it worked. I had no telepathy at all for about three hours. It was awful. They don't call it a "sixth sense" for nothing, bub.
Even when I'm shielded I can feel the buzz of people existing around me. I felt nothing. It was dead quiet, like I'd gone deaf but worse. I wouldn't leave the apartment because I would be among people but they'd be missing something and it would drive me nuts faster. I tried to watch TV but my Japanese was no longer as good. When Brad came home I kept touching him constantly to make sure he was really there and not an illusion. I would have taken a sedative to knock myself out but I was afraid it would interact with the drug I was already on and kill me. After all that I decided I'd rather go insane from the 10,000,000 people occasionally yelling than from how life was on the drug.