The Euphoric Flower

As the young man walked flawlessly and aimlessly into the mist he couldn’t help but notice an interesting plant that had a wild, but distinctive glow.
He walked up to the plant and took a long, hard look at it and realized it had a bulging bass that the majority of the glow was consolidated at.
“This is like nothing, I have ever seen before,” he said. Then, he continued to look around embarrassed. Dissecting the plant by picking it with a hard stick he snapped off a deciduous tree that rested above his head. A pungent juice came out filling the air around him with sparkling objects and glitter like objects. He didn’t seem to have an idea what to do.
He consumed the heavy fumes that irradiated the air and felt his body come to a euphoric float. Tingling feelings, loss of senses, aimless wondering; he didn’t know what to do with himself. He has never felt anything like this before. The plants mystically aroma helped enhance all of the man’s inner feelings.
His brain was racing with ideas. His body felt like he couldn’t be harmed. Everything in the area was amazing and beautiful. He was on cloud nine and some.
As he walked down the long lonely road a group of dancing gnomes jumped out at him dancing. Behind them were, flowing colors and vibrant patterns that seemed to chase there every movement.
The gnomes sang a song as they pounced around the road. It was a unique sound that filled his head with laughter and consfusion. It sounded as if a symphony orchestra was playing in fast forward, but in key. The words they were repeating were loud and mystical, “Ta Tomda Ta Da Do.”
Continuing down the road he sees the colors bounce of the trees. The feeling expressed is just an intense euphoric high, but more potent. He can actually feel the heart of nature mixing with his mind.
As he gets to a clearing, he notices there is a deep hole in the middle of these crossroads. He glances in the hole and he sees its filled with water. The water seems to be occupied by several distinct looking fish. Fish that he has never in his life observed with his own eyes. The fish were two different colors.
The first set of fish were of a darker red. It could be closely related to blood or cranberry juice. Where as the second set of fish were a light blue almost teal.
He couldn’t help, but stare at the fish and was amazed at what he saw. With a brush of curiosity he stuck his hands into the clear water and felt around hoping to grab one of the glowing beauties. Finally, after a draw period, he got a hold of one.
As he took the fish out of the water, the man heard words uttered, which caused him to stand still. Iinstintcively, he looked around the road and saw nobody. It was just him nestleiing the fish in his fingers. The man felt a vibration the the fish, so he looked down and noticed that was where the faint sound of words was coming from.
Startled, his eyes grew wider and his body remained still. He listened to the fish closely, “9” said the fish. Confused, the man went to set the fish back into the water, but the fish transformed into blood in his hands.
Nervous because of a childhood fear of blood, the man hurried to wash the blood off in the water. So he buried his hands into the water and rinsed the blood off, but then felt a bite on his finger. It was not painful, but it was startling so he pulled his finger out of the water and he had a blue fish stuck on it. He gently grabbed the blue fish off his finger and placed it into his hand. Again, the fish started speaking, “Second door.” Then, it vanished into thin air.
He gazed at his hands in amazement and trying piecing what just happened together. Remaining confused he just continued on down the lonlely road.