I was using it too on occasion. Me, my friend and soulmate and another person (his girlfriend). Everyone was alert, awake and having a conversation. I went downstairs. 15 min. later girlfriend yelled for me. She said "he's dead," (referring to my soulmate). I saw his limp body on the bed, eyes rolled back in his head. I immediately began chest compressions and briefly got his heart restarted. I was screaming at her to call 911 but she wouldn't. Then his eyes rolled back in his head, he took one big gasp of air, and he was gone. He was just about to have his 51st birthday. She had given him a lethal dose of crack and it stopped his heart. I'll never know what happened in those 15 min. I wasn't in the room. I can only assume she watched him go into colvultions and then his heart stopped. It was the saddest day of my life. She rolled him over, took his wallet from his pants, and left to go get more crack. Left me with his dead body to wait for medical people to come. She came back with crack and proceeded to smoke herself back to euphoria... One big hit took my soulmate's life and I will never be the same. I've never spoken to the girl again. Please be careful - life is too short, especially when it's over.