Not so much scared but really freaked out to a point were we just said "fuck it, let's get out of here and never talk about it again".

It was a really warm and nice summer day some years back. I was out with my brother strolling through the countryside with my brother. In just a t-shirt, shorts and barefoot. We took some LSD and really just enjoyed having a very scenic and relaxing walk.

So we were just strolling along, walking between some fields and the edge of a small forest, when it started to smell quite badly. That's not that unsual near fields, so we walked on. There was a small clearing in the forest and there was a hunting stand. We continued to walk across the clearing and the smell got worse. Then one of us discovered something on the ground. It was a patch of bloody fur.

Now we're both expirenced with LSD and hadn't taken that much, but we still confirmed with each other that we're both looking a bit of bloody fur and made sure we saw and smelled all the same things. We did. After some more walking we discovered more and more bloody bits of fur, flesh and even some bones. They were sprinkeld all over the place. It looked like some animal literally exploded. Though there was no main body, just the bits and pieces everywhere.

At this point we again confirmed with each other that what we saw and that we're both in control and not tripping.

We then decided that this all was a bit too much and we should head home and not worrie about it right now. On the way home we confirmed with each other again that this actually just happened. But I've rarley thought or talked about it since then.