indeed, i think all that can be discussed about this incident has been. It was LSD, his first time, he had been to this house once before, 5/7 people were his close mates, 2 of them we'd never met before. He had a hit, had an adverse reaction because of some sort of sensitivity, or just plain bad luck. Got stuck in a crazy thought loop where he believed he was dreaming, the gas had been left on and he had to make himself, or us wake up in order to survive. Being inexperienced and overwhelmed by a powerful psychadelic he couldnt tell reality from his mind trip, and reacted with the most basic survival instinct, violence against the "strangers" trying to stop him from waking up.
The only bit i dont quite get is how he would snap in and out of his trip, one second completely insane, next somewhat normal. Neither "self" could remember anything that happened while in his other mindset. But i guess this can be put down to the mysteries of this wonderous compound.
On a lighter note, i found a 160mic sugar cube of the same lsd in the bottom of my bag! Drugs are always so much better when they're "free" will be putting this lucky find away for a special day in the not too distant future, when higher education doesnt have me tethered to my desk.