He asks me what I like and I say "Scotch" and he hands me a BOTTLE of twelve year old scotch and says "Enjoy". So I pour myself a triple and I'm savor...ing that smoky taste and this guy walks up to the guy and says "Hey Herb, did you ever get any more Jamaican?"Shit! Old Herb pulls out a four finger bag of the greenest prettiest weed I ever laid eyes on, and not a seed or stem to be seen, and he lays this ceramic pipe thing on the counter. It fits AROUND your mouth, and you can pack it with. We drove to the spot where we had been before and I then took off my coat and got into the back of the car. After a few minutes a few of the men that were walking up and down spotted me in the back and came upto the window. I put one foot up on the middle bit of the car and moved my other leg so I was fully on show. As soon as I did this a phones came out and started filming. Hubby was sat in the front with his window half down, one of the men asked him if I was up for some fun and he said yes. As Rebecca regained her wits, there was some kind of explosion. It was like a bright light blasting my brain. "Get out of my head!" it was Rebecca and she was throwing off so much raw psychic power that I was surprised that Chris hadn't felt it.Then there was another blast. This one was physical. It was happening so much faster than anything I had ever seen. Like some sort of weird implosion, all of the windows in the room blew inwards hurling shards of razor sharp glass our way. Angela grabbed. I never remember him being that emotional. They asked me how I was and how things were going. They said they would be staying a few days at a nearby motel. They would be in to see me over the next couple of days.I explained to them that my memory wasn't the best. I could remember a lot of things, but nothing of the accident or where or what I was doing prior to it. I asked them if they knew or had they talked to Julie. I must have hit a nerve because my dad got mad and told me Julie was a.