So to start with, I don't consider myself a great writer; I'd mostly wrote this report up just for me to look back on one day, but decided that with the recent publicity on MXE in the newspapers, I should post it up.. Though I don't think I was in too much danger, I definitely think people should be aware how deep the hole goes.
I'm a male, 18 years old, and roughly 200 pounds. I have been delving into psychedelic drugs recently, and I've got quite a lot of experience with things like ecstasy, and cannabis. A few months ago, since there has been a massive draught on ketamine around my area for quite a while I decided to bite to bullet and order a gram of MXE off the internet, and I fell in love with it.
So anyway, it was Saturday night, the night of a rave I'd been looking forward too for months. I had on me ¾ of a gram of MXE, 3 decent e's, a pellet of 6APB, and just under a quarter ounce of hash. The location was surprisingly in a student house, as opposed to the usual 'out in the woods' type of location. There was 4 sound systems crammed into different rooms, over 3 stories playing everything from drum and bass to hardstyle, and the house was packed to the point it was difficult to move in most places, with a good 200/300 people.
T 0:00 (8:00pm) I started the night by having a reasonably lengthy walk with my friend Z to a another friends to pre-drink before the rave. I'd been getting stoned all day, and it was definitely not a welcome walk. I picked up a 2 litre of strong cheap cider on the way, and when I got there, started drinking and smoking weed. It was pretty good vibes, there was around 10 people. two of my friends (A and S) dropped a pill as soon as I arrived, I decided to half a 6-APB pellet that I'd got as a free sample with A, who'd already had a pill, and start drinking my cider. I've never really thought much to 6APB, I've never really felt the effects of it, except once when I got sold a bad batch that had kept me and quite a few friends up for near 72 hours, and hospitalized a few of us. but from the previous week, when I'd had a similar combination (since I can't turn down a free sample), I'd learned it keeps my ecstasy buzz going for a lot longer than it normally would.
T 1:00 (9:00pm) I was still reasonably sober. A bit stoned, and a little bit tipsy. I ended up leaving all my friends with Z to get a taxi, because I didn't fancy walking the streets in a large group of people drinking and been loud, with the amount of drugs I had on me.
T 1:30 (9:30pm): I arrived at the house the rave was in. It was absolutely packed already, about half an hour before it was officially meant to be opening, to the point it was pretty difficult to move. A few of the sound systems where already set up, and I decided to go into the hard-style room with Z, and find people I knew. As soon as I started walking through the house, everything was just becoming a bit too much. I was overheating, due to how packed it was, and while I was walking everyone was stopping me and trying to chat to me. I was trying to have 3 different conversations at a time with people. I'm not normally one to be claustrophobic, but I definitely wasn’t feeling the massive crowds, and everyone trying to talk to me at once. I decided to go and take a seat and have some water. I was feeling at this point a bit euphoric, and I had a little bit of energy, but still, everyone was trying to talk to me, and I just couldn't keep up with everything. I decided to drop half a pill. knowing that it'd make me more sociable. I'd normally have been happy to take a full one, but these where strong enough, and I was well aware I shouldn't push it too much with the mood I was in, and what I'd already had.
T 2:00 (10:00pm) I was starting to feel the pill coming on, some euphoria and a bit more energy. I'd had a couple of joints, with S and A, and a few other friends. Had some more cider and chilled out, and was now starting to feel a nice buzz. I decided to drop the other half of my first pill, since it'd went down nicely, and I was well in the party mood. Feeling a bit less claustrophobic, and feeling a massive lovebuzz coming on, I decided to have a walk around the house with Z.
T: 2:30 ( 10:30pm) I was up and still climbing. Feeling pretty energetic, and my jaw was starting to go. I had so far pretty much just sat in the hard-style room downstairs. so I decided to go and explore the house, have a dance a go and chat to people. I ended up walking into quite a few old friends, and found quite a few new ones. I'm not really normally the most sociable of people, especially around people I don't know, but when I'm on E I get on with everyone. I was loving hugging people, and just felt great.
T: 3:00 (11:00pm) I was probably peaking on my ecstasy about now, I still felt I could go a bit higher, but my jaw was swinging, I decided to wait about 10 minutes, then I dropped another half pill, and had another dab of MXE since I already had it out after sorting a friend a key out.
T 4:30 (12:30pm) I was still pretty up and bouncing, I was getting sidetracked easily. I'd found a girl, by herself who was reluctant to talk to anyone, semi-passed out on the floor in a doorway, who I found out was 14 (Definitely not a good environment for a 14 year old). I decided to sit with her, get chatting with what sense I could get out of her, then moved her into a corner somewhere before she got trampled. She'd said she felt sick and had a headache, so I got her some water, then my friend P text me asking me to go to the front door to meet him, since him and another friend, J, where getting a taxi down. So I had to leave her. My friends P and J came about 10 minutes later, and J was in a state off MXE, having (according to one of my other friends) quite a fat line. he didn't have a clue what was going on, and I couldn't make any sense of him, I had to hold his hand while I walked him through to somewhere to sit, then I just gave him something to drink, and left him to enjoy his hole, and I went off with P. At this point I decided to drop a full pill. I'd came down a bit, and felt the 6APB was just carrying my buzz on.
T 6:30 (2:30am) I walked into an old school friend, M, who was crying, and quite upset because she'd had an argument with her boyfriend. I hadn't really kept in contact with her, but since we used to be pretty close, and I was loved up, I decided to stand and cheer her up, I gave her a hug and managed to get a smile on her face, and invited her out for a drink over christmas, then left her, in a better mood. From this point onwards, the night was pretty hazy. I halfed another pill with Z somewhere around here.
T 7:00 (3:00am) On my travels I got chatting to a lad who'd gave me 2 'serotonin capsules' for free. He said if I took them, they'd keep my buzz going, and help to prevent a nasty comedown, so I took them off him and thanked him. I still don't have a clue if they worked.
T 7:30 (3:30am) I walked into J, he'd been back with reality for about an hour now, and I'd walked into him a few times and had brief chats and checked he was alright. He knew I had some MXE on me, so he offered me him last line of mephedrone for a nice key, which I took straight away. being generous, I gave him a nice key, and gave another to my friend P, who was starting to sober up. At this point my jaw was still going wild. I couldn't keep it still, and I was loving everything. I was however overheating massively, which was making me quite uncomfortable, so I decided to go outside, and sit on the grass with some friends and have a hit of NOS. It went down incredibly.
T: 9:00 (5:00am) I was still pretty up, I could feel the E's peak had worn off, I was still gurning, but I was becoming a bit less eager to hug everyone I saw, so I decided it was time to break out the MXE. The past 2 weeks, I'd took MXE just after the peak of my E, while it was wearing off but I was still far from straight, and put myself gradually in a nice mild Mhole. I'd never really felt the effects properly whilst I was coming down, and It'd usually took about 2/3 smallish keys to get past the ecstasy, which had stopped it from working properly. This time, in the state I was in, I went and found myself a corner to sit in in the hard-style room with A and S to roll a joint. I had a key, which I'd guess at atleast 80mg, but it could have been more for all I know, I literally fit what I could on the key. I'd thought, since it usually takes topping up a few times before I even start to feel it when I'm in this state, It'd be fine to just go straight to the dose I thought I needed, to overpower the E and just give me a nice buzz, or possibly put me in a mild hole. I was so wrong.
T: 9:15 (5.15am) I was sat getting stoned, I started to feel the MXE, a nice kind of head buzz, and a bit of detachment. it felt amazing if I swayed from side to side. A bit similar to being really drunk but a bit more clear headed. I had another joint, sat chatting to A and S, P and Z had also joined us, so we sat and recollected the night. The house was still pretty packed, but it had definitely thinned out.
T: 9:30 (5:30am) I knew at this point I'd went too far. I felt myself drifting into a hole, so decided to fight it and stand up to go to the toilet knowing there wouldn't be any moving me for a few hours once I was gone. As I walked I was walking like a robot. When I'm in a state off MXE, I get a unique kind of walk, where I can only take quick little steps, walking normally is literally impossible.. Even ket doesnt do that. But the toilet wasn't far. It took me ages to go, while I was waiting, I was chatting to Z, who was sat waiting for me. I could see everything in the room happening behind me, even though I was facing a wall. I didn't even see this as unusual at the time, and everything was small. The toilet seemed impossibly far away. After than, I went through to the main hallway to go and chat to people for a little while who where leaving soon. Somewhere around this point, everything started to look really odd. The walls seemed narrower, the ceilings higher, towering above me, and the colours where all quite vibrant, but different to what they where earlier. I started to feel wobbly, and the detachment between my head and my body was becoming pretty intense so I went and sat back down, knowing I'd pushed it too far.
T: 9:45 (5:45am) I'd just finished having some off a joint with A, S and P, when I realised I was going into a serious hole. I quickly told P to take a nice key and join me, so I wasn't by myself in it, he gladly took it and sat down next to me. As I watched one of my friends , dressed as Santa walking up the stairs, I said to A something along the lines of 'Fuck me, I'm going into a a hole. You're going to have to keep an eye on me here' so he laughed at me, and rolled another spliff, as friends do. At that point it really took me. My vision was twisting and contorting away, like through another dimension. I could only see black void. Nothing infront of me. I could still hear bouncing hard-style at this point, which things were going in time to. I was seeing words infront of me, like 'Happy' in the blackness, floating past me, and I lost all track of who I was and where I am. I was seeing colours waving around on the blackness, making shapes, doing interesting things. The good thing is, since I have had LSD in the past, I knew at the back of my head instinctively to sit back and not fight it, though I couldn't really manage to think anything clearly. I let the trip take me. I kept coming back to reality every now and then, where my vision would kind of land back, in place usually when a friend nudged me or tried to talk to me. I remember a few times been asked if I was alright, and at one point someone brought me water, to which I opened my mouth and tipped my head back a bit. and only been able to say things like 'Fuck' or 'Hole'. I was completely detached from my body. I thought I'd been in holes before, where I'd paralysed myself, but this was something else. I was on another plane of existence, I was no longer in the room. I had to get one of my friends to hold my hand at one point, so that I knew I was still there. I was pretty terrified, and was convinced I'd broke myself. I'd only be seeing intricate patterns, changing in time with the music, and every now and then, I'd see one of my friends faces appear in the patterns and id just say something like 'Help' realising they must be around me.
T: 11:00 (6:00am) After what I'm told was about an hour, A and S told me they where going to have to leave. I was still deeply holed, but I was a bit less confused, I managed to thank them for keeping an eye on me, and said bye. At this point, my friend M who I'd cheered up earlier came into the room, and told me she was going, but she saw how bad I was, and decided to tell her boyfriend to wait, and took a seat next to me and P, who I'd completely forgot about. I was starting to be able to talk, and I was seeing what was infront of me. She looked like medusa to me, but I knew it was her. She told me everything was gonna be alright, and itd be over soon, and generally looked after me and tried to take my mind off stuff, Eventually I kind of touched down. It was pretty sudden, and I knew straight away I was back. After about 5 minutes of piecing myself together, I thanked her, moved about a bit, and had a quick chat, where I was actually making sense. I was still feeling the MXE strongly, and I was still feeling a bit trippy but I was glad to be back. I got up, with P, who had been out of his hole for a while now, and went upstairs to see Z, who was chatting to a few people I know.
I was feeling a tiny bit energetic from the E again, but my body was exhausted, I couldn't be bothered talking to anyone, so I just sit and got stoned. I got a taxi back home when the music finished at about 8AM. Me and Z went to bed, and where both straight to sleep without 5 minutes of hitting the mattress. The next day, I woke up with a pretty painful comedown. I dealt with it, and spent most of the day in bed.
I'm a male, 18 years old, and roughly 200 pounds. I have been delving into psychedelic drugs recently, and I've got quite a lot of experience with things like ecstasy, and cannabis. A few months ago, since there has been a massive draught on ketamine around my area for quite a while I decided to bite to bullet and order a gram of MXE off the internet, and I fell in love with it.
So anyway, it was Saturday night, the night of a rave I'd been looking forward too for months. I had on me ¾ of a gram of MXE, 3 decent e's, a pellet of 6APB, and just under a quarter ounce of hash. The location was surprisingly in a student house, as opposed to the usual 'out in the woods' type of location. There was 4 sound systems crammed into different rooms, over 3 stories playing everything from drum and bass to hardstyle, and the house was packed to the point it was difficult to move in most places, with a good 200/300 people.
T 0:00 (8:00pm) I started the night by having a reasonably lengthy walk with my friend Z to a another friends to pre-drink before the rave. I'd been getting stoned all day, and it was definitely not a welcome walk. I picked up a 2 litre of strong cheap cider on the way, and when I got there, started drinking and smoking weed. It was pretty good vibes, there was around 10 people. two of my friends (A and S) dropped a pill as soon as I arrived, I decided to half a 6-APB pellet that I'd got as a free sample with A, who'd already had a pill, and start drinking my cider. I've never really thought much to 6APB, I've never really felt the effects of it, except once when I got sold a bad batch that had kept me and quite a few friends up for near 72 hours, and hospitalized a few of us. but from the previous week, when I'd had a similar combination (since I can't turn down a free sample), I'd learned it keeps my ecstasy buzz going for a lot longer than it normally would.
T 1:00 (9:00pm) I was still reasonably sober. A bit stoned, and a little bit tipsy. I ended up leaving all my friends with Z to get a taxi, because I didn't fancy walking the streets in a large group of people drinking and been loud, with the amount of drugs I had on me.
T 1:30 (9:30pm): I arrived at the house the rave was in. It was absolutely packed already, about half an hour before it was officially meant to be opening, to the point it was pretty difficult to move. A few of the sound systems where already set up, and I decided to go into the hard-style room with Z, and find people I knew. As soon as I started walking through the house, everything was just becoming a bit too much. I was overheating, due to how packed it was, and while I was walking everyone was stopping me and trying to chat to me. I was trying to have 3 different conversations at a time with people. I'm not normally one to be claustrophobic, but I definitely wasn’t feeling the massive crowds, and everyone trying to talk to me at once. I decided to go and take a seat and have some water. I was feeling at this point a bit euphoric, and I had a little bit of energy, but still, everyone was trying to talk to me, and I just couldn't keep up with everything. I decided to drop half a pill. knowing that it'd make me more sociable. I'd normally have been happy to take a full one, but these where strong enough, and I was well aware I shouldn't push it too much with the mood I was in, and what I'd already had.
T 2:00 (10:00pm) I was starting to feel the pill coming on, some euphoria and a bit more energy. I'd had a couple of joints, with S and A, and a few other friends. Had some more cider and chilled out, and was now starting to feel a nice buzz. I decided to drop the other half of my first pill, since it'd went down nicely, and I was well in the party mood. Feeling a bit less claustrophobic, and feeling a massive lovebuzz coming on, I decided to have a walk around the house with Z.
T: 2:30 ( 10:30pm) I was up and still climbing. Feeling pretty energetic, and my jaw was starting to go. I had so far pretty much just sat in the hard-style room downstairs. so I decided to go and explore the house, have a dance a go and chat to people. I ended up walking into quite a few old friends, and found quite a few new ones. I'm not really normally the most sociable of people, especially around people I don't know, but when I'm on E I get on with everyone. I was loving hugging people, and just felt great.
T: 3:00 (11:00pm) I was probably peaking on my ecstasy about now, I still felt I could go a bit higher, but my jaw was swinging, I decided to wait about 10 minutes, then I dropped another half pill, and had another dab of MXE since I already had it out after sorting a friend a key out.
T 4:30 (12:30pm) I was still pretty up and bouncing, I was getting sidetracked easily. I'd found a girl, by herself who was reluctant to talk to anyone, semi-passed out on the floor in a doorway, who I found out was 14 (Definitely not a good environment for a 14 year old). I decided to sit with her, get chatting with what sense I could get out of her, then moved her into a corner somewhere before she got trampled. She'd said she felt sick and had a headache, so I got her some water, then my friend P text me asking me to go to the front door to meet him, since him and another friend, J, where getting a taxi down. So I had to leave her. My friends P and J came about 10 minutes later, and J was in a state off MXE, having (according to one of my other friends) quite a fat line. he didn't have a clue what was going on, and I couldn't make any sense of him, I had to hold his hand while I walked him through to somewhere to sit, then I just gave him something to drink, and left him to enjoy his hole, and I went off with P. At this point I decided to drop a full pill. I'd came down a bit, and felt the 6APB was just carrying my buzz on.
T 6:30 (2:30am) I walked into an old school friend, M, who was crying, and quite upset because she'd had an argument with her boyfriend. I hadn't really kept in contact with her, but since we used to be pretty close, and I was loved up, I decided to stand and cheer her up, I gave her a hug and managed to get a smile on her face, and invited her out for a drink over christmas, then left her, in a better mood. From this point onwards, the night was pretty hazy. I halfed another pill with Z somewhere around here.
T 7:00 (3:00am) On my travels I got chatting to a lad who'd gave me 2 'serotonin capsules' for free. He said if I took them, they'd keep my buzz going, and help to prevent a nasty comedown, so I took them off him and thanked him. I still don't have a clue if they worked.
T 7:30 (3:30am) I walked into J, he'd been back with reality for about an hour now, and I'd walked into him a few times and had brief chats and checked he was alright. He knew I had some MXE on me, so he offered me him last line of mephedrone for a nice key, which I took straight away. being generous, I gave him a nice key, and gave another to my friend P, who was starting to sober up. At this point my jaw was still going wild. I couldn't keep it still, and I was loving everything. I was however overheating massively, which was making me quite uncomfortable, so I decided to go outside, and sit on the grass with some friends and have a hit of NOS. It went down incredibly.
T: 9:00 (5:00am) I was still pretty up, I could feel the E's peak had worn off, I was still gurning, but I was becoming a bit less eager to hug everyone I saw, so I decided it was time to break out the MXE. The past 2 weeks, I'd took MXE just after the peak of my E, while it was wearing off but I was still far from straight, and put myself gradually in a nice mild Mhole. I'd never really felt the effects properly whilst I was coming down, and It'd usually took about 2/3 smallish keys to get past the ecstasy, which had stopped it from working properly. This time, in the state I was in, I went and found myself a corner to sit in in the hard-style room with A and S to roll a joint. I had a key, which I'd guess at atleast 80mg, but it could have been more for all I know, I literally fit what I could on the key. I'd thought, since it usually takes topping up a few times before I even start to feel it when I'm in this state, It'd be fine to just go straight to the dose I thought I needed, to overpower the E and just give me a nice buzz, or possibly put me in a mild hole. I was so wrong.
T: 9:15 (5.15am) I was sat getting stoned, I started to feel the MXE, a nice kind of head buzz, and a bit of detachment. it felt amazing if I swayed from side to side. A bit similar to being really drunk but a bit more clear headed. I had another joint, sat chatting to A and S, P and Z had also joined us, so we sat and recollected the night. The house was still pretty packed, but it had definitely thinned out.
T: 9:30 (5:30am) I knew at this point I'd went too far. I felt myself drifting into a hole, so decided to fight it and stand up to go to the toilet knowing there wouldn't be any moving me for a few hours once I was gone. As I walked I was walking like a robot. When I'm in a state off MXE, I get a unique kind of walk, where I can only take quick little steps, walking normally is literally impossible.. Even ket doesnt do that. But the toilet wasn't far. It took me ages to go, while I was waiting, I was chatting to Z, who was sat waiting for me. I could see everything in the room happening behind me, even though I was facing a wall. I didn't even see this as unusual at the time, and everything was small. The toilet seemed impossibly far away. After than, I went through to the main hallway to go and chat to people for a little while who where leaving soon. Somewhere around this point, everything started to look really odd. The walls seemed narrower, the ceilings higher, towering above me, and the colours where all quite vibrant, but different to what they where earlier. I started to feel wobbly, and the detachment between my head and my body was becoming pretty intense so I went and sat back down, knowing I'd pushed it too far.
T: 9:45 (5:45am) I'd just finished having some off a joint with A, S and P, when I realised I was going into a serious hole. I quickly told P to take a nice key and join me, so I wasn't by myself in it, he gladly took it and sat down next to me. As I watched one of my friends , dressed as Santa walking up the stairs, I said to A something along the lines of 'Fuck me, I'm going into a a hole. You're going to have to keep an eye on me here' so he laughed at me, and rolled another spliff, as friends do. At that point it really took me. My vision was twisting and contorting away, like through another dimension. I could only see black void. Nothing infront of me. I could still hear bouncing hard-style at this point, which things were going in time to. I was seeing words infront of me, like 'Happy' in the blackness, floating past me, and I lost all track of who I was and where I am. I was seeing colours waving around on the blackness, making shapes, doing interesting things. The good thing is, since I have had LSD in the past, I knew at the back of my head instinctively to sit back and not fight it, though I couldn't really manage to think anything clearly. I let the trip take me. I kept coming back to reality every now and then, where my vision would kind of land back, in place usually when a friend nudged me or tried to talk to me. I remember a few times been asked if I was alright, and at one point someone brought me water, to which I opened my mouth and tipped my head back a bit. and only been able to say things like 'Fuck' or 'Hole'. I was completely detached from my body. I thought I'd been in holes before, where I'd paralysed myself, but this was something else. I was on another plane of existence, I was no longer in the room. I had to get one of my friends to hold my hand at one point, so that I knew I was still there. I was pretty terrified, and was convinced I'd broke myself. I'd only be seeing intricate patterns, changing in time with the music, and every now and then, I'd see one of my friends faces appear in the patterns and id just say something like 'Help' realising they must be around me.
T: 11:00 (6:00am) After what I'm told was about an hour, A and S told me they where going to have to leave. I was still deeply holed, but I was a bit less confused, I managed to thank them for keeping an eye on me, and said bye. At this point, my friend M who I'd cheered up earlier came into the room, and told me she was going, but she saw how bad I was, and decided to tell her boyfriend to wait, and took a seat next to me and P, who I'd completely forgot about. I was starting to be able to talk, and I was seeing what was infront of me. She looked like medusa to me, but I knew it was her. She told me everything was gonna be alright, and itd be over soon, and generally looked after me and tried to take my mind off stuff, Eventually I kind of touched down. It was pretty sudden, and I knew straight away I was back. After about 5 minutes of piecing myself together, I thanked her, moved about a bit, and had a quick chat, where I was actually making sense. I was still feeling the MXE strongly, and I was still feeling a bit trippy but I was glad to be back. I got up, with P, who had been out of his hole for a while now, and went upstairs to see Z, who was chatting to a few people I know.
I was feeling a tiny bit energetic from the E again, but my body was exhausted, I couldn't be bothered talking to anyone, so I just sit and got stoned. I got a taxi back home when the music finished at about 8AM. Me and Z went to bed, and where both straight to sleep without 5 minutes of hitting the mattress. The next day, I woke up with a pretty painful comedown. I dealt with it, and spent most of the day in bed.
