I have never seen anything like what I just experienced. I don't know if what happened was just more LSD than he could handle or did this guy have some kind of psychotic episode. He took three tabs and Jon and I took two. It doesn't seem likely that three tabs would make someone loose it, I've seen people take ten and have a wonderful time. Everything seemed fine for about 4 hours. Adam was obviously tripping pretty hard but doing alright. It seemed like he was having a hard time saying what he was thinking but every once in a while he would say "This is real life?" Looking back on it now, I think this was because he experiencing some kind of delusions I sat down to smoke a spliff and he hit it a few times, maybe that's what kicked it off because that's when it started to get weird. He walked down the hill toward the pond, stopped half way and motioned to us excitedly to come. Jon went, I didn't go, I told them they could go if they want, I was going to sit and have a smoke. After a minute or two they came back up and Adam said "Wasn't that the greatest feeling you've ever felt? And it didn't cost a thing!" We asked him what he meant and he repeated it. He was sitting next to me and shaking. Then he picked up a walnut (there was a few walnut trees around so these hard, green, walnut containing balls were all over the ground) and said "look at this you stupid piece of shit", held it for a moment and then threw it. I finished my smoke and stood up, Adam stood up and shoved Jon in the chest. again calling him a stupid piece of shit. We started to walk back to the camp, that was when he picked up another walnut and threw it at Jon. Jon was like what the hell and then Adam grabbed him and wrestled / pulled him around. At this point I'm worried and I say "Adam, you're freaking us out man" to which he does not reply. We are walking back to camp, Adam is up front and Jon and I are a few steps behind. Jon asks me "Is this how it usually goes?" He has never tripped before, and I tell him "this might be something we have to deal with." Adam seems to hear us and stops walking, he says something, and grabs Jon again. Jon pulls away and then Adam sticks his foot in a puddle and kicks some water at us. I told him that it's gross and I didn't want muddy puddle water on me and start walking toward the barn we were camping in. He followed and sat down in the pile of hay we had been sitting in earlier. He started to say something, I can't remember what then took off his pants, jumped up and ran to the middle of the barn. He was had obviously lost it. He was standing there in the barn completely naked saying "Over here, over here, over here" Jon says "Adam, you're naked, put your clothes on" and gets no reply. Then he starts running again, out of the barn, I follow, he stops at Jon. Jon tells him to put his clothes on and he says no and starts screaming randomly. I catch up and say "Adam, do you want to go back to the barn? We really want to go back to the barn" At this point for a second I thought it was going to be all right. He seemed to have a moment of clarity and said "oh, I'm that guy aren't I" We said no it's ok just come back to the barn. Then he starts screaming again and takes off running. We follow him a short way before he stops again. Now he gets much more confrontational, he tears Jon's shirt off, smacks him, grabs him all the while with the "you stupid piece of shit" and random bursts of screaming. I tell Adam very sternly "You have to calm down or we are going to have to contain you to keep you from hurting anybody" He grabs for Jon again and I get him in the face with the pepper spray I carry on my belt. It had hardly any effect. He screamed for a few seconds, fell to the ground and I jumped on his back, grabbed his neck and dug my fingers as hard as I could into his throat. I told him "You are going to calm down motherfucker or I am going to hurt you. He calmed down for a second and then threw me off. At this point I get really scared, he was just too strong for us to contain. I am a survivor of abuse and it has left with PTSD and anxiety. Any kind of shouting scares me, even on the tv. Violent situations give me panic attacks and I tend to overreact. I scream "If you hurt anybody I am going to fucking cut you." If he had come directly after me I probably would have. I'm a hair's breadth from flipping over into PTSD crazytime, by all means necessary survival mode. Somehow I managed to not freak out. If I ran, it was about a mile until I got to the end of the driveway and then I was still in the middle of nowhere. We kept trying to contain him in one area all the while not getting hit. Finally after about an hour of this, two of the people that live there showed up. I ran over and told them we had a problem and we needed help. They came over to see the situation and maybe help talk him out of it. Then Adam smacked Megan and they decided they had better just call 911. They called for help and we kept Adam at bay until the police got there. I have never been so happy to see the police pull up in my life. Jon and the officer were able to get Adam handcuffed, and the officer was able to keep him in one spot, even though it took all his might. At one point Adam was sitting on the ground with the officer behind him when he jumps to his feet. While he wrestles Adam back to the ground he screams at the top of his lungs "You see what this shit does to you?" It was very surreal. When the ambulance finally got there, it took six people to get Adam strapped down to the stretcher. Screaming all the while. Luckily the cops didn't charge anybody, just let us call for a ride and told us don't come back tonight. Adam went to the hospital and was released about 48 hours later. Adam has texted me and apologized but I don't feel like I could ever feel comfortable around him. He said he doesn't remember anything, I doubted he would. I just couldn't be alright in the same room with someone who I looked at and really felt I might have to stab to protect myself. My anxiety has been off the charts since this happened three days ago. I have pretty much shut myself in my house since then. I tried to go to Kroger so I had some things to eat but when I went in I saw how many people were in there I got so nervous I forgot what I wanted to get and had to leave. I would just disappear and ignore all contact from him, but his motorcycle is in my garage, I have to meet him here so I can let him get his motorcycle. I don't even know what to say to him. Should I be worried? Did Adam just take too much or did he snap mentally?
