It was DMT. Just one of those times I shouldn't have but did anyway. After one puff I immediately was afraid and didn't take the next two to fully get there.

I got up and ran to the other room thinking movement would sober me. Silly lol.

Then comes the loop of laughing at my own silliness then forgetting everything again with feer.

The most fascinating thing with these experiences is the presence of another. That and the sense of being home, like being back in a childhood dream you've forgotten about.