‘Pharmaceutical Daze’ iii. Pat was a couple years older than me, a big guy – about 6’4 – and over a hundred kilos. He’d been in a car accident that had led to some mental problems – although I’m not sure how that had happened, whether it was a physical injury or what. Another of Roo’s friends, Aaron, told me that the accident was a trigger. Most of the time Pat was okay, and we’d go over to his place and watch movies or wrestling or something like that, whatever medicine he was taking taming his demons and keeping them at bay. He was typically a garrulous, good-humoured guy. But…