Yesterday morning, INTERN packed herself some crackers and cashews in a ziplock bag and went off to spend the day in the library. At midday she took a break from her labors and went downstairs to have a snack. As she devoured her crackers, she slowly became aware of a strange taste. She was hungry, so she resolutely ignored the strange taste until it became rather...overwhelming.
Annoyed, INTERN stopped her scarfing to inspect the contents of the ziplock. And found two whitish, nearly transpararent cubes of some sort of chemical giving off the harsh scent that had infected the food.
At home that evening, INTERN questioned her roommates about the incident. Now, INTERN has never mentioned this before, but her HIppie Roommate is not her only roommate. INTERN also has a male Vampire Roommate whom she has never had cause to mention because he spends all his time in his room with the lights off, nursing a bong the size of an office water cooler.
INTERN's Vampire Roommate tends to only come out at night, in full and rather beautiful gothic regalia and makeup. He has mentioned his vampiric leanings a few times, mostly when intoxicated, but that is neither here nor there.
INTERN caught Vampire Roommate on his way out the door to some kind of club night where he was going to meet a female vampire with whom he was quite twitterpated.
After a minute or so of questioning, it was revealed that the weird chemical INTERN had eaten at the library that day was camphor, which INTERN's Vampire Roommate was using to (quote) "soak up the evil spirits from the kitchen."
Which means that INTERN actually ate some of said evil spirits which had presumably leaked into her crackers.
Score one point for real life being weirder than fiction.