This is not some Bel Air or other bullshit. I wouldn’t waste your time like that. This happened about twenty years ago, and I’ve thought about it a lot since then.
I was in San Francisco, and I was basically sleeping in Golden Gate Park at night. I was “homeless” there for a couple months…but, I was really just a fucked-up kid screwing around I suppose. That part’s not very relevant to the story.
Anyway, I met tons of kids when I was out there, and they were mostly a pretty interesting, fucked-up bunch of people. We used to hang in the park and drink some Blue Bull, and there were a lot of punk rockers on the scene. It was a lot of fun.
Anyway, I hooked up with this fucked-up blond runaway girl one night. She gave me a tour of the park and was talking all kinds of crazy bullshit about how lots of acid was dumped in the pond and how there are people (whom she called shift changers) who were capable of changing into animals. And, according to her, there were people (whom she called hunters) who were trying to kill the shift changers.
Anyway, I thought she was wacked-out from probably doing too much acid, but, you know…I wanted to fuck her. So, I pretended to believe her, but she could tell that I didn’t. So, she says, “I’m going to find Firefly and prove it to you.”
So, she starts taking me all over the park that night, and we approach this guy with a beard who’s got saliva dripping off his chin. We’re at the edge of the woods, and he’s lit up by the moonlight. I’m now nervous, because I think I might be getting set-up to get jacked.
The girl says to Firefly, “This is my friend, and he doesn’t believe. Will you show him?”
Now, I’m definitely thinking this is a sketchy fuck of a situation, and I sort of patted the tear gas canister in my pocket to make sure it was there.
This crazy fuck of a Firefly gets up in my face, and I see the drool dangling. He’s got on a short-sleeve tye die t shirt and he sticks his arm out.
“Believe in shift changers,” he says. “Believe in shift changers.”
I look at his arm, and I swear I see his arm transform into a hairy, animal limb. That freaked my mind out good and proper. I said, “I believe you man.” I bailed. I didn’t see either one of them any more after that.
Since that experience, I’ve doubted what I saw many times. I still do. But, I did see it.