No, I was invited to a psytrance party in the middle of nowhere in a state that I didn't know had psytrance, (and doesnt), and had my phone and keys stolen and was being fucked with, mostly by a failed romantic interest who had seemingly taken pleasure in messing with my head. I don't think she was involved, though could have been, and claimed to be dea.. I left the party in a rush when I got my keys and crashed my car (mostly due to not letting the ice melt on my windshield first, I admit my judgements were impaired and I shouldn't have been driving). The only one who ever took me seriously about this was the party organizer, who I barely/don't know. My own mother believes i was delusional. I admit, its a crazy crazy story. At this point I'm scared to keep talking about this.