"Adrenochrome,” he said. “You won’t need much. Just a tiny taste. I got the bottle and dipped the head of a paper match into it. That’s about right,” he said. “That stuff makes pure mescaline seem like ginger beer. You’ll go completely crazy if u take too much.” “Jesus! What kind of monster client have you picked up this time? There’s only one source for this stuff….” He nodded. “The adrenaline glands from a living human body,” I said. “It’s no good if you get it out of a corpse.” - Source Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas