Im writing this thread as a warning of sorts for those wanting to venture into the world of RC's. In this world of hit or miss everyone needs to be ready to expect the unexpected and understand that what youre doing carries very real risks. This is an example of a non-fatal overdose in the sense that the dose given was far more than what would have been pleasurable and lead to less than positive results in that given individual. Its important to remember that what is a reasonable dose for someone can be an extreme dose for another person, particularly with ultra-potent psychadelics like the NBOMe family, and as such I am labeling this experience as an overdose. That being said, allow me to continue with the story;
Towards the end of the schoolyear my highschool always does a Disneyland trip for all of the graduating seniors and on this trip its not uncommon that the experienced drug users take psychadelic drugs for both their long lasting quality and since smoking weed on a trip like that is way to sketchy. Having had a stash of misc. psychadelic drugs from 25i, 25c, & 25b-NBOMe, 2cb, e, and i. Mdma, mda, to lsd, etc, that my friend (who Ill call A for security) and I have been experimenting with on and off for the past several months at different dosages of each and in combinations with one another, me and A decided that we were of course going to trip there! Our 3rd friend (B) who had also been experiementing out of mine and A's stash, but to a much lesser degree, also wanted to trip and we were all planning on having a wonderful time, not having to worry anout the drive there (we were taking a charter bus) and then enjoying the magic kingdom tripping balls. Our plan was set and it was time to decide the drugs were going to take.
A and I had just gotten a shipment of 25B-NBOMe tabs dosed at 1000ug each and having not tried it, but having had plenty of psychadelic experience, particulary with 25i and 25c-NBOMe, A and I decided that 25b-NBOMe was deffinately on the list. B had also had experience with both 25i and 25c prior to this, and enjoyed both immensely. However, when A and I have tripped with B in the past weve alwys noticed an acute sensitivity to psychadelics. (ie: 150ug LSD puts him where it would take 400ug to put me, given i have a strong psychadelic tolerance from consistent tripping the past months) still though, we fifured based on his previous ability to handle the NBOMe family well we decided he should have no problem with 25b...So the plan was this;
1000ug 25b-nbome sublingual to start the day and trip until sunset, where would each take an mdma/mda capsule since we figured the trip would be calming down.
So as the bus pulled up to the parking lot, each of us took our tabs.
T+00:15
Already starting to trip, notably quick. All 3 of us are waiting in line for the tram that goes from the parking lot to the park entrance and breathing patterns as well as a steong head high are present. No pronounced visuals (such as tracers, etc)
T+00:30
Weve made it through the security checkpoint with our mdxx capsules and are now proceeding through the park entrance. While in line for this, each of the three of us turn to eachother and note tbat were each quite high. All 3 of us agree that the first thing to do is get a soda or anything flavored to get the taste of the NBOMe out of our mouths. At this point in time were all having a great time and have a lot of excitement for the day to come and the eveneing as well.
T+00:50
After having bought a 4$ sprite and cleansed each of our mouths of the chemical NBOMe taste, we quickly moved to go to space mountain before the lines got busy, only to find that the ride was closed which was a big bummer, as all of us knew how awesome that would be for tripping. (For anyone whos ridden space mountain, you know what im talking about when i say that that is one fucking psychadelic ride!! Stars and wormholes and colorful lights in a mostly pitch black enviornment make it amazingly fun and trippy) As a back up we decide to go to the star tours ride, which isnt far from space mountain inside the park, and that was great fun and a relatively short line. By the end of all of this all 3 of us are having an amazing time, however B is beggining to show the normal signs of his sensitivity to psychadelics in that he was asking kinda stupid questions and making obvious or even false statements, but this is not uncommon for him in his tripping state, so me and A dont note it as something out of the ordinary at all.
T+01:25
After having an awesome time on star tours, we decide to check if space mountain is open now and it is!! Without hesitation we each decide the 45minute wait was worth it and rush for our spots. Throughout the wait in this line is the first signs of where things begin to go weird...
For the first 20 minutes of waiting, everythin is normal and as was before; all 3 of us express excitement forthe day ahead (as it is still only about 10:30 or 11:00AM at this point in time). During this 20 minutes B's silly and occasionally non-sensical observations made while tripping continue, again raising no kind of alarm in A or I as it is normal of B when tripping. However, i remember at one point, about 30 minutez into the line, B began making less sense, but still enough sense that what he was saying was not strange enough for me to think he was acting weird. However i first noted an irregularity in his behavior when about 35min into the line, out of nowhere, he began asking me and A if we were OK, to which we replies "ya man, are you ok?"
And he kept saying "yes" but something was obviously not ok because he kept asking. After bringing this up to him he swore to me he was ok, but at this point was deffinately acting strange.
T+02:00
As were in sight of the loading place to get on space mountain, all 3 of us begin to get excited, and talk amongst eachother about how awesome the ride and day will be. Then, B kept repeating how glad he was to be at disneyland, but was getting extremely excited and actually began jumping up and down like an excited child (very uncharacteristic of him) and when he did this excited jump, he bumped into a man who was standing in front of us, and quickly appologized. After seeing that happen, i knew he was on a level higher than hes used to being and if he kept up the uncontrollable behavior that we were either going to get caught or kicked out, so i pulled him aside and told him hes gotta chill out. He couldnt realize why, so i explained that he bumped a guy. Appraently he had forgotten he had bumped somebody, and felt the need to go appologize (even though he already had) and he ran off ahead to do that, but me, knowing how high B gets on psychadelics, quickly stopped him and told him the guy really doesnt care it happened, but he already thinks were weird as it is, and since were tripping to just leave it alone...his concious however wouldnt allow that. (as will be explained later) all 3 of us got through the rest of the line and B had seemingly forgotten about the man hed bumped, but after having gotten off the ride (which was fucking amazing tripping btw
) he immediately asked about the man;
"I wonder if that guy is alright" he said.
At first me and A werent sure what he was talking about but then we remembered the man hed bumped and reminded B that it wasnt significant at all and he bought that for a short while. We each decided that the intensity of indiana jones would be fun and we decided to head off to that as the next stop.
T+02:20
We finally get to indiana jones and take our place in line. At this point B continues to ask me and A if were OK, and we keep getting the same answer which is getting frustrating and annoying to both of us, but also worrysome because something is obviously up with B but everytime we ask him whats wrong he has nothing to tell us. Then he asks again "I wonder if that guy is alright" and me and A now knowing what hes talking about remind him a 3rd time and then a 4th time that the man doesnt care.
T+02:40
After 15 minutes of standing in line and listening to B repeat these questions, his tone of voice and persona began to become panicked, and it was obvious to me and A that he had stopped enjoying himself and was caught some kind of mind-loop. He kept asking more and more and began to look scared even. He seemed convinced he had killed the man he bumped or something and began to bite his fist the way someone does when they are panicked or shocked by something. Judging by his discomfort woth the current situation, A and I decide we need to get him out of line and to somewhere quiet and calm where he can calm down. We were trying to get out of the indiana jones line (if youve been to dismeyland you know how creepy the decorations for this can potentially be when tripping, which was a horrible enviornment for someone in B's state) and we couldnt seem to find our way out. This just added panic to B's mind and he began to cry out of what seemed to be a combination of guilt, fear, anxitey, etc. We finally found the way out of the confusing area, but it wasnt easy, and on the way B kept beggining to run off and i had to shout out to him and physically pull him back to keep him from running away, and it eventually got to the point where i just grabbed his hand to keep him close. His grip was extremley strong which dint suprise me seeing as how much he was freaking out. At this point it seemed like things would only get worse.
T+03:00-T+03:30
After making it out of the indiana jones themed maze, still needing to hold B's hand to keep him from running off, we find a relatively calm and quite spot in the shade to sit and try to calm him down (a hard thing to find in disneyland) he still keeps asking me and A if were ok, and keeps asking about the man he bunped, still sure that hed gravely injured him. His crying turns franticly worse and he keeps asking me and A for water. All we have is a small bottle so after he quickly chugs the whole thing, i run off to go get more water. The closest water source was a bathroom about a 2 minute walk/jog from the place were sitting, so i ran off, leaving A to supervise B as i filled up the bottle. When i got back about 5 minutes later with the full water, B was on the phone with someone but was still crying franticly and didnt look any better. I looked to A and asked who it was to find out it was his girlfriend (who A and I are also good friends with). When he saw that i had water he set the phone down immediately and began chugging again. He seemed like he though he was gunna die of dehydration, but i also knew i he kept drinking like that he was gunna throw up. It seemed to bring him some kind of comfort though so i let him drink. As he chugged, i piked up the phone and his girlfriend was still on the line. At the same time i also crudely felt B's pulse and his eart rate wasnt much higher than anyone who was panicked would be, so that made me feel a little better that at least he wasnt going to have a heart attack. B's girlfriend was also familiar with B's sensitivity to psychadelics so was not 100% suprised, but was concerned none the less. After I explained to her what had happened thus far we thought of what the best option would be and ultimately decided that B couldnt stay at Disneyland the whole day or he would either hurt himself or get us caught by acting out so much.Not to mention he wa obviously having a miserable time. Since we came up on a bus however, our options to resolve the situation were slim. Fortunately B's girlfriend offered to come to the park and pick him up which seemed the only option to fix this problem, however our hometown is about an hour and a half away, so we still had a while before everything would be ok, and judging by B's behavior, staying where we were would not be concealed enough to calm him down, or keep attention away from us. Right after I finish talking about this plan with B's girlfriend, B throws up all the water hes been chugging in a clear, vomitty mess. At this point i tell B's girlfriend that plan sounds great and hang up the phone and A and I decide we need another place NOW, but there is absolutely no private areas in Disneyland aside from the bathroom stalls; so thats where we headed. B was still crying at this point and still asking about the man hed bumped, and A and I have to escort him with his arms around our shoulder, through the crowds of disneyland on a rather long walk to the nearest bathroom trying to avoid strange looks from passerby and park security alike. We finally make it into the bathroom and all 3 of us squeeze into the handicapped stall, knowing were probably gunna be there for a while. At this point B is still freaking out and begins hyperventalating which stirs fear in me for his physical safety. Eventually after calming him down to the point where he has stopped crying (about 5-10min) we get him to take a seat next to the toilet in case he were to throw up again.
T+04:00
About 20minutes have gone by since we got into the bathroom and A and I have finally gotten B to comepletly calm down, although he is still extremely delerious and mostly unresponsive, but concious. He finally seems to have forgotten about the man he bumped and is now slumpped with his back against the wall staring at nothing. A and I sit here watching for the next hour, during which time, not much else changes. B occasionally changes position slightly but in many of the positions he ends up in, one limb, unsually an arm would be extended and stiff, sort of as if he had his hand extended waiting for someone to shake it, but his fingers were curled. One of the times he was like this, he began drooling on himself. Now Ive read about people drooling on themselves but only when you see it in person and have to wipe their lips for them do you realize how gone someone in need of that kid of help realy is. It was chilling and horrifying to say the least. At that point I was certain my day would end in either a hospital or a police station. He seemed calmer but was not really recovering. A's phone buzzes and its a txt from B's girlfriend; shes about 20 minutes away from the park. 20 minutes didnt seem like enough time for B to get back to a crowd-mingling level, but its all we got. I tell B the plan and that his girlfriend is coming to pick him up, and he manages to nodd in response. A and I begin planning how were going to get him through the crowd and out of the park safely, and we come up with a plan that seems like it will work. After waiting for the txt from B's girlfriend that she was there, A and I try and help B stand up, but he cant seem to support his weight at first, kind of like how an astronaughts muscles atrophy from lack of use in space, his muscles seemed to have stopped working from being slumped for an hour and a half. After 2 more tries he can finally stand, and, while delerious still, is responsive when I ask him to walk back and forth a little bit to make sure his balance looks normal for the walk to the front gate. He still has a slow, robotic-like walk that obviously looks like somethings wrong with him, but A and I decide that thats the best we can do right now, and we begin the walk to the entrance/exit. After slowly making our way to the gate, with B still sort of staring off at nothing, but managing to walk with us, we get our hands stampped and walk out of the park, and go to meet his girlfriend.
T+04:30/Overview
We finally meet up and upon seeing B, his girlfriend ran up and gave him a huge hug and thanked us for taking care of him as we thanke her for giving us a plan B out of the mishap.
That reunion was one the biggest "whew that was close" moments of life. For an hour I was sure that day would end in the ER or police station but by some blessing of luck, the RC world let my friends and I off with a haunting warning of what it can really do.The story still cant be put into words from B's perspective. Whether its that he cant remember some parts or other parts are simply incomprehensible, it is without a doubt that that experience changed his life (and mine and A's) forever.
After that handoff, me and A took a minute to soak in what had just transpired, and how close of a call it had really been, and decide that, having escaped that delema, that we were still going to finish our night the way wed planned.
T+08:30
After getting the text from B and his Girlfriend that they had made it home safely, A and I decide that we werent tripping too hard anymore, and that it was time to move into final phase of our plans and we both pop our mdma/mda capsules to let them kickin just in time for the sunset. The rest of the fay from there was amazing as planned, but we couldnt help but still be shocked by what had happened, and even more shocked that everyone had made it out.
The moral of the story;
Drugs are fun, and RCs are fun, but they need to be handled with a high level of respect. What you think you know about something, or what you think you may know based on an experience with something similar (ie: 25i and 25c NBOMe) doesnt always translate to what will happen with a new chemical, and while you may come out the other end smiling when bad things like B's experience happen, that wont always be the case and your luck may not always be so kind. Know your body, know your chemical, know your mind.
Thanks for reading, and please, if you have any imput as to what could possibly have caused this or have had similar experiences with 25b-nbome, please pitch in your 2 cents.
Thanks again, and please take this experience to heart and e aware of the risks youre taking when venturing into the world of RC's.
-Nameste
Towards the end of the schoolyear my highschool always does a Disneyland trip for all of the graduating seniors and on this trip its not uncommon that the experienced drug users take psychadelic drugs for both their long lasting quality and since smoking weed on a trip like that is way to sketchy. Having had a stash of misc. psychadelic drugs from 25i, 25c, & 25b-NBOMe, 2cb, e, and i. Mdma, mda, to lsd, etc, that my friend (who Ill call A for security) and I have been experimenting with on and off for the past several months at different dosages of each and in combinations with one another, me and A decided that we were of course going to trip there! Our 3rd friend (B) who had also been experiementing out of mine and A's stash, but to a much lesser degree, also wanted to trip and we were all planning on having a wonderful time, not having to worry anout the drive there (we were taking a charter bus) and then enjoying the magic kingdom tripping balls. Our plan was set and it was time to decide the drugs were going to take.
A and I had just gotten a shipment of 25B-NBOMe tabs dosed at 1000ug each and having not tried it, but having had plenty of psychadelic experience, particulary with 25i and 25c-NBOMe, A and I decided that 25b-NBOMe was deffinately on the list. B had also had experience with both 25i and 25c prior to this, and enjoyed both immensely. However, when A and I have tripped with B in the past weve alwys noticed an acute sensitivity to psychadelics. (ie: 150ug LSD puts him where it would take 400ug to put me, given i have a strong psychadelic tolerance from consistent tripping the past months) still though, we fifured based on his previous ability to handle the NBOMe family well we decided he should have no problem with 25b...So the plan was this;
1000ug 25b-nbome sublingual to start the day and trip until sunset, where would each take an mdma/mda capsule since we figured the trip would be calming down.
So as the bus pulled up to the parking lot, each of us took our tabs.
T+00:15
Already starting to trip, notably quick. All 3 of us are waiting in line for the tram that goes from the parking lot to the park entrance and breathing patterns as well as a steong head high are present. No pronounced visuals (such as tracers, etc)
T+00:30
Weve made it through the security checkpoint with our mdxx capsules and are now proceeding through the park entrance. While in line for this, each of the three of us turn to eachother and note tbat were each quite high. All 3 of us agree that the first thing to do is get a soda or anything flavored to get the taste of the NBOMe out of our mouths. At this point in time were all having a great time and have a lot of excitement for the day to come and the eveneing as well.
T+00:50
After having bought a 4$ sprite and cleansed each of our mouths of the chemical NBOMe taste, we quickly moved to go to space mountain before the lines got busy, only to find that the ride was closed which was a big bummer, as all of us knew how awesome that would be for tripping. (For anyone whos ridden space mountain, you know what im talking about when i say that that is one fucking psychadelic ride!! Stars and wormholes and colorful lights in a mostly pitch black enviornment make it amazingly fun and trippy) As a back up we decide to go to the star tours ride, which isnt far from space mountain inside the park, and that was great fun and a relatively short line. By the end of all of this all 3 of us are having an amazing time, however B is beggining to show the normal signs of his sensitivity to psychadelics in that he was asking kinda stupid questions and making obvious or even false statements, but this is not uncommon for him in his tripping state, so me and A dont note it as something out of the ordinary at all.
T+01:25
After having an awesome time on star tours, we decide to check if space mountain is open now and it is!! Without hesitation we each decide the 45minute wait was worth it and rush for our spots. Throughout the wait in this line is the first signs of where things begin to go weird...
For the first 20 minutes of waiting, everythin is normal and as was before; all 3 of us express excitement forthe day ahead (as it is still only about 10:30 or 11:00AM at this point in time). During this 20 minutes B's silly and occasionally non-sensical observations made while tripping continue, again raising no kind of alarm in A or I as it is normal of B when tripping. However, i remember at one point, about 30 minutez into the line, B began making less sense, but still enough sense that what he was saying was not strange enough for me to think he was acting weird. However i first noted an irregularity in his behavior when about 35min into the line, out of nowhere, he began asking me and A if we were OK, to which we replies "ya man, are you ok?"
And he kept saying "yes" but something was obviously not ok because he kept asking. After bringing this up to him he swore to me he was ok, but at this point was deffinately acting strange.
T+02:00
As were in sight of the loading place to get on space mountain, all 3 of us begin to get excited, and talk amongst eachother about how awesome the ride and day will be. Then, B kept repeating how glad he was to be at disneyland, but was getting extremely excited and actually began jumping up and down like an excited child (very uncharacteristic of him) and when he did this excited jump, he bumped into a man who was standing in front of us, and quickly appologized. After seeing that happen, i knew he was on a level higher than hes used to being and if he kept up the uncontrollable behavior that we were either going to get caught or kicked out, so i pulled him aside and told him hes gotta chill out. He couldnt realize why, so i explained that he bumped a guy. Appraently he had forgotten he had bumped somebody, and felt the need to go appologize (even though he already had) and he ran off ahead to do that, but me, knowing how high B gets on psychadelics, quickly stopped him and told him the guy really doesnt care it happened, but he already thinks were weird as it is, and since were tripping to just leave it alone...his concious however wouldnt allow that. (as will be explained later) all 3 of us got through the rest of the line and B had seemingly forgotten about the man hed bumped, but after having gotten off the ride (which was fucking amazing tripping btw
) he immediately asked about the man;"I wonder if that guy is alright" he said.
At first me and A werent sure what he was talking about but then we remembered the man hed bumped and reminded B that it wasnt significant at all and he bought that for a short while. We each decided that the intensity of indiana jones would be fun and we decided to head off to that as the next stop.
T+02:20
We finally get to indiana jones and take our place in line. At this point B continues to ask me and A if were OK, and we keep getting the same answer which is getting frustrating and annoying to both of us, but also worrysome because something is obviously up with B but everytime we ask him whats wrong he has nothing to tell us. Then he asks again "I wonder if that guy is alright" and me and A now knowing what hes talking about remind him a 3rd time and then a 4th time that the man doesnt care.
T+02:40
After 15 minutes of standing in line and listening to B repeat these questions, his tone of voice and persona began to become panicked, and it was obvious to me and A that he had stopped enjoying himself and was caught some kind of mind-loop. He kept asking more and more and began to look scared even. He seemed convinced he had killed the man he bumped or something and began to bite his fist the way someone does when they are panicked or shocked by something. Judging by his discomfort woth the current situation, A and I decide we need to get him out of line and to somewhere quiet and calm where he can calm down. We were trying to get out of the indiana jones line (if youve been to dismeyland you know how creepy the decorations for this can potentially be when tripping, which was a horrible enviornment for someone in B's state) and we couldnt seem to find our way out. This just added panic to B's mind and he began to cry out of what seemed to be a combination of guilt, fear, anxitey, etc. We finally found the way out of the confusing area, but it wasnt easy, and on the way B kept beggining to run off and i had to shout out to him and physically pull him back to keep him from running away, and it eventually got to the point where i just grabbed his hand to keep him close. His grip was extremley strong which dint suprise me seeing as how much he was freaking out. At this point it seemed like things would only get worse.
T+03:00-T+03:30
After making it out of the indiana jones themed maze, still needing to hold B's hand to keep him from running off, we find a relatively calm and quite spot in the shade to sit and try to calm him down (a hard thing to find in disneyland) he still keeps asking me and A if were ok, and keeps asking about the man he bunped, still sure that hed gravely injured him. His crying turns franticly worse and he keeps asking me and A for water. All we have is a small bottle so after he quickly chugs the whole thing, i run off to go get more water. The closest water source was a bathroom about a 2 minute walk/jog from the place were sitting, so i ran off, leaving A to supervise B as i filled up the bottle. When i got back about 5 minutes later with the full water, B was on the phone with someone but was still crying franticly and didnt look any better. I looked to A and asked who it was to find out it was his girlfriend (who A and I are also good friends with). When he saw that i had water he set the phone down immediately and began chugging again. He seemed like he though he was gunna die of dehydration, but i also knew i he kept drinking like that he was gunna throw up. It seemed to bring him some kind of comfort though so i let him drink. As he chugged, i piked up the phone and his girlfriend was still on the line. At the same time i also crudely felt B's pulse and his eart rate wasnt much higher than anyone who was panicked would be, so that made me feel a little better that at least he wasnt going to have a heart attack. B's girlfriend was also familiar with B's sensitivity to psychadelics so was not 100% suprised, but was concerned none the less. After I explained to her what had happened thus far we thought of what the best option would be and ultimately decided that B couldnt stay at Disneyland the whole day or he would either hurt himself or get us caught by acting out so much.Not to mention he wa obviously having a miserable time. Since we came up on a bus however, our options to resolve the situation were slim. Fortunately B's girlfriend offered to come to the park and pick him up which seemed the only option to fix this problem, however our hometown is about an hour and a half away, so we still had a while before everything would be ok, and judging by B's behavior, staying where we were would not be concealed enough to calm him down, or keep attention away from us. Right after I finish talking about this plan with B's girlfriend, B throws up all the water hes been chugging in a clear, vomitty mess. At this point i tell B's girlfriend that plan sounds great and hang up the phone and A and I decide we need another place NOW, but there is absolutely no private areas in Disneyland aside from the bathroom stalls; so thats where we headed. B was still crying at this point and still asking about the man hed bumped, and A and I have to escort him with his arms around our shoulder, through the crowds of disneyland on a rather long walk to the nearest bathroom trying to avoid strange looks from passerby and park security alike. We finally make it into the bathroom and all 3 of us squeeze into the handicapped stall, knowing were probably gunna be there for a while. At this point B is still freaking out and begins hyperventalating which stirs fear in me for his physical safety. Eventually after calming him down to the point where he has stopped crying (about 5-10min) we get him to take a seat next to the toilet in case he were to throw up again.
T+04:00
About 20minutes have gone by since we got into the bathroom and A and I have finally gotten B to comepletly calm down, although he is still extremely delerious and mostly unresponsive, but concious. He finally seems to have forgotten about the man he bumped and is now slumpped with his back against the wall staring at nothing. A and I sit here watching for the next hour, during which time, not much else changes. B occasionally changes position slightly but in many of the positions he ends up in, one limb, unsually an arm would be extended and stiff, sort of as if he had his hand extended waiting for someone to shake it, but his fingers were curled. One of the times he was like this, he began drooling on himself. Now Ive read about people drooling on themselves but only when you see it in person and have to wipe their lips for them do you realize how gone someone in need of that kid of help realy is. It was chilling and horrifying to say the least. At that point I was certain my day would end in either a hospital or a police station. He seemed calmer but was not really recovering. A's phone buzzes and its a txt from B's girlfriend; shes about 20 minutes away from the park. 20 minutes didnt seem like enough time for B to get back to a crowd-mingling level, but its all we got. I tell B the plan and that his girlfriend is coming to pick him up, and he manages to nodd in response. A and I begin planning how were going to get him through the crowd and out of the park safely, and we come up with a plan that seems like it will work. After waiting for the txt from B's girlfriend that she was there, A and I try and help B stand up, but he cant seem to support his weight at first, kind of like how an astronaughts muscles atrophy from lack of use in space, his muscles seemed to have stopped working from being slumped for an hour and a half. After 2 more tries he can finally stand, and, while delerious still, is responsive when I ask him to walk back and forth a little bit to make sure his balance looks normal for the walk to the front gate. He still has a slow, robotic-like walk that obviously looks like somethings wrong with him, but A and I decide that thats the best we can do right now, and we begin the walk to the entrance/exit. After slowly making our way to the gate, with B still sort of staring off at nothing, but managing to walk with us, we get our hands stampped and walk out of the park, and go to meet his girlfriend.
T+04:30/Overview
We finally meet up and upon seeing B, his girlfriend ran up and gave him a huge hug and thanked us for taking care of him as we thanke her for giving us a plan B out of the mishap.
That reunion was one the biggest "whew that was close" moments of life. For an hour I was sure that day would end in the ER or police station but by some blessing of luck, the RC world let my friends and I off with a haunting warning of what it can really do.The story still cant be put into words from B's perspective. Whether its that he cant remember some parts or other parts are simply incomprehensible, it is without a doubt that that experience changed his life (and mine and A's) forever.
After that handoff, me and A took a minute to soak in what had just transpired, and how close of a call it had really been, and decide that, having escaped that delema, that we were still going to finish our night the way wed planned.
T+08:30
After getting the text from B and his Girlfriend that they had made it home safely, A and I decide that we werent tripping too hard anymore, and that it was time to move into final phase of our plans and we both pop our mdma/mda capsules to let them kickin just in time for the sunset. The rest of the fay from there was amazing as planned, but we couldnt help but still be shocked by what had happened, and even more shocked that everyone had made it out.
The moral of the story;
Drugs are fun, and RCs are fun, but they need to be handled with a high level of respect. What you think you know about something, or what you think you may know based on an experience with something similar (ie: 25i and 25c NBOMe) doesnt always translate to what will happen with a new chemical, and while you may come out the other end smiling when bad things like B's experience happen, that wont always be the case and your luck may not always be so kind. Know your body, know your chemical, know your mind.
Thanks for reading, and please, if you have any imput as to what could possibly have caused this or have had similar experiences with 25b-nbome, please pitch in your 2 cents.
Thanks again, and please take this experience to heart and e aware of the risks youre taking when venturing into the world of RC's.
-Nameste
) ...... helping you to get it is what we do. It is not the same as knowing what one brand of Whiskey does, then trying another. I won't even touch upon giving HIGHLY experimental drugs to other people...which may not be criminal, but it is BEYOND dangerous to life and therefore your line of thinking is dangerous to the lives of others. If the brow beating isn't helpful to you...then what exactly were you looking for when you posted this in the first place? Positive affirmations?
