Kandy K
Ex-Bluelighter
Ecstasy (experienced), 2CT7 & Ketamine (1st time), "Oh Shit, This Isn't Ecstasy LoL"
On April 2nd, at the How Sweet It Is rave, I dropped two orange Jordan “ecstasy” pills, a batch that I suspect contained mostly 2CT7 with small traces of MDMA. The first indication that it may not be ecstasy was when the pills crumbled easily at the touch of my fingertips. I took the first pill sublingually and allowed it to dissolve under my tongue, ignoring the bitter taste. Within 20 minutes, I felt a mild ecstasy high that turned out to be weaker than expected. Figuring it might just be cross tolerance from meth abuse, I promptly decided to re-dose within a half hour due to the lack of empathy I was receiving. This time I eyeballs half a pill (it was already crumbled), and snorted it.
Normally I love snorting, I have a snorting fixation. But this chemical burned my nasal cavity more than ANYTHING I had ever snorted, even that one time I took an entire line of uncrushed meth SHARDS. Even ecstasy had never scorched like this before. Thus, this was my second indication that what I had ingested was not pure MDMA. For a short period of time, I felt similar feelings to rolling, but oddly drowsy. I figured it was my body reacting to exhaustion from the sleep I’ve been depriving it of lately. The roll ended abruptly within 20 minutes, and I figured I had just gotten a bunk pill, and just ended it at that.
That is, until out of nowhere I began tripping out 10 minutes later. My vision was seeing everything in split-second frames, like a timed camera; it was so disorienting I had to lie down because I was unable to walk or function like a normal human being. For nearly a good chunk of time (I’d estimate 2 hours), I had no idea who I was, where I was, or what was going on. I experienced all the effects that seem to be common in a high dosage of 2CT7 or 2CB—what gave it away that it was a research chemical was the elevated pressure and stress that was being strained on my overworked heart. It was progressively more difficult to breathe and my heart felt as if it were going to explode.
The rest of the night, I lay still next to the speakers, in a state of reverie while my friends danced. One of my friends then approached me and sold me a $25 bag of tweak. I snorted a tiny bump in the rave, and I didn’t really seem to get any dissociative effects, just that it made the effects of the 2CT7 stronger. I did not take more until after I left the rave because I did not want to K-hole at the event.
The rest of the night I was inactive—in fact, I ended up falling asleep. At a rave. Next to the booming speakers. Feeling drowsy and hearing the music as a mere faint echo, the sound seemed so far away. But shit, still, I fell asleep at a goddamn rave, next to DEAFENING SPEAKERS!
A short while afterwards, my friends woke me up to leave. When we arrived back at our hotel, I snorted half the bag. It brought back all the effects of 2CT7 again…I began envisioning everything in still, slow moving frames, and I had vivid, dream-like hallucinations, though I do not remember what I saw at all. I wanted to experience the sensation of a real K-hole, so I bootybumped the rest with 3cc’s of water and lay back down. Feeling heavily sedated, I passed out within 10 minutes.
This mixture did considerable damage to my brain, because my vision did not repair for five days afterwards. I was scared it would never end, when even five days later, I was seeing everything in clips of still pictures instead of in motion. Even now when I trip out from other drugs I start seeing things in frames again. I mostly suspect it was the 2CT7, I have never endured a burn so painful in my entire life. But who knows, it’s difficult to say, considering that week was the craziest binge I had ever been on. In the span of 8 days I ended up doing marijuana, ketamine, 2CT7, MDMA, benzo’s, mushrooms, salvia 20x, crystal methamphetamine, and heroin. Time to rest.
On April 2nd, at the How Sweet It Is rave, I dropped two orange Jordan “ecstasy” pills, a batch that I suspect contained mostly 2CT7 with small traces of MDMA. The first indication that it may not be ecstasy was when the pills crumbled easily at the touch of my fingertips. I took the first pill sublingually and allowed it to dissolve under my tongue, ignoring the bitter taste. Within 20 minutes, I felt a mild ecstasy high that turned out to be weaker than expected. Figuring it might just be cross tolerance from meth abuse, I promptly decided to re-dose within a half hour due to the lack of empathy I was receiving. This time I eyeballs half a pill (it was already crumbled), and snorted it.
Normally I love snorting, I have a snorting fixation. But this chemical burned my nasal cavity more than ANYTHING I had ever snorted, even that one time I took an entire line of uncrushed meth SHARDS. Even ecstasy had never scorched like this before. Thus, this was my second indication that what I had ingested was not pure MDMA. For a short period of time, I felt similar feelings to rolling, but oddly drowsy. I figured it was my body reacting to exhaustion from the sleep I’ve been depriving it of lately. The roll ended abruptly within 20 minutes, and I figured I had just gotten a bunk pill, and just ended it at that.
That is, until out of nowhere I began tripping out 10 minutes later. My vision was seeing everything in split-second frames, like a timed camera; it was so disorienting I had to lie down because I was unable to walk or function like a normal human being. For nearly a good chunk of time (I’d estimate 2 hours), I had no idea who I was, where I was, or what was going on. I experienced all the effects that seem to be common in a high dosage of 2CT7 or 2CB—what gave it away that it was a research chemical was the elevated pressure and stress that was being strained on my overworked heart. It was progressively more difficult to breathe and my heart felt as if it were going to explode.
The rest of the night, I lay still next to the speakers, in a state of reverie while my friends danced. One of my friends then approached me and sold me a $25 bag of tweak. I snorted a tiny bump in the rave, and I didn’t really seem to get any dissociative effects, just that it made the effects of the 2CT7 stronger. I did not take more until after I left the rave because I did not want to K-hole at the event.
The rest of the night I was inactive—in fact, I ended up falling asleep. At a rave. Next to the booming speakers. Feeling drowsy and hearing the music as a mere faint echo, the sound seemed so far away. But shit, still, I fell asleep at a goddamn rave, next to DEAFENING SPEAKERS!
A short while afterwards, my friends woke me up to leave. When we arrived back at our hotel, I snorted half the bag. It brought back all the effects of 2CT7 again…I began envisioning everything in still, slow moving frames, and I had vivid, dream-like hallucinations, though I do not remember what I saw at all. I wanted to experience the sensation of a real K-hole, so I bootybumped the rest with 3cc’s of water and lay back down. Feeling heavily sedated, I passed out within 10 minutes.
This mixture did considerable damage to my brain, because my vision did not repair for five days afterwards. I was scared it would never end, when even five days later, I was seeing everything in clips of still pictures instead of in motion. Even now when I trip out from other drugs I start seeing things in frames again. I mostly suspect it was the 2CT7, I have never endured a burn so painful in my entire life. But who knows, it’s difficult to say, considering that week was the craziest binge I had ever been on. In the span of 8 days I ended up doing marijuana, ketamine, 2CT7, MDMA, benzo’s, mushrooms, salvia 20x, crystal methamphetamine, and heroin. Time to rest.
