I mixed this with 2C-I and became psychotic, posted my trip report
here
Will never touch it again.
Really glad to hear she was okay, paranoia and adrenalin can do some fucked up things to your thought process.
We had a stupid mate who I thought was dieing on us a few years ago.
we'd hired this house for a party.
I was in bed asleep when all of this started - i'd had little sleep the night before most people arrived and was just wanting to get my head down - so at the time i was completely unaware of what had proceeded the events & what exactly it was that he had taken and was woken up by my wife and mates screaming "he's stopped breathing - he's swallowed his tongue!"
So I get out of bed and run in to see what was going on and there's my mate on the floor, blood is everywhere & there's no movement/ pulse, me being the only sober person called the paramedics and whilst they were on the way i tried to resusitate him but i couldn't clear his air passages - his teeth/jaw were clenched shut & his cheeks just kept farting the air i blew in. at the time i didn't think this was odd though what with the adrenalin i was feeling. i was convinced he was already dead.
after a couple of minutes of trying everything i could, by which point his girlfriend is howling and my mates are already coming to terms with his death i decided to breath up his nose instead and suddenly his lungs fill up and his eyes open but he's still not responsive & everyone is still freaking out, it'd been about 5 minutes now and still no pulse or breathing.
a couple more blows up his nose and eventually he starts breathing again but he's lunging for breath- eyes wide open but still no response.
paramedics arrive and everyone starts flushing their stuff down the toilet - just as he comes around and they ask what he's taken - a mate picks up a bag and looks at it and says he'd been snorting ketamine with a straw OUT OF THE BAG!!!
i look at his girlfriend - the blood was from her fingers ( i later found out she'd being trying to get hold of his tongue and his clenched jaw/ teeth had cut her fingers...) and i just collapse on the floor in relief realising all this time he was only in a fucking k hole.
the next bit was straight out of pulp fiction -my mate comes round and first thing he says is
"WOAH THAT WAS FUCKING TRIPPY" at which point i was relieved but at the same time i wanted to knock him out again for being such a tool.
Them lot must have flushed immense amounts of drugs away (including my own stash) that night ready for when the cops turned up (which they didn't) paramedics just gave him some kind of beta blocker where he instantly sobered up.)
But it left us with the experience that it was real and had really happened or where none of us were convinced that he wasn't just in a k hole and it took us months to come to terms with the events. His girlfriend still blames "us" for it all and the experience left her a paranoid mess...
