Meth Heads Are Crazy at the Best of Times

There's this old abandoned slaughterhouse outside my hometown that my friends and I used to go screw around in when we were teenagers. We were wandering around the upstairs part when we heard people on the main floor below us talking. That's when we see these three older guys maybe 30s or 40s smoking out of what is clearly a meth bowl. It was actually chilling realizing how much trouble we were in. At that point we had to stuff it out of there. Solid snake style. Our lives actually might depend on it.