last night i was baby sitting my two mates while i was stoned and they were tripping on ket round mine.
my mate (we'll call him Adam) was doing K for his first time. my other mate (we'll call him Harry) racked him up a fat fucking line for his first ever time doing it. i said "mate, maybe you should do half that line and see how you feel in 10-20 minutes then do more if you need to" he thought that was a good idea but Harry was like "pussy go on do it" so he did the whole line.
needless to say he K-holed after about 10-20 minutes. Harry was k'd out his nut but still able to walk around and shit, so he was trying to get Adam to stand up even though he was K-holing. i told him you're supposed to leave people alone when they're k-holing (i don't even do K and i know this). eventually he picks Adam up and lets him go, and he falls to the floor. i go to help him back on to the sofa and he flips the fuck out and from then on he had a bad trip and i wrote down what i could after he came down:
"We all go transported to different planets. It was like natural selection except I was the natural selector. I had to pick who lived and who died. I had to kill loads of people. Each day (that's right, day) they would make me choose a different friend to kill and I'd have to punch them in the face to kill them."
He said it was the single worst experience of his life and he would be K-holing then he'd punch the sofa and he'd keep flipping out and going mental.
I thought it was a bit out of order to do that to him.
Then later on in the night my other mate Harry starts having bad thoughts (he's got BPD, shouldn't be doing Ket really) so I had to look after him. And all the bad vibes going on made me get a bit paranoid cus i was high and i thought my drink had been spiked with ket (lol) and started pranging a bit but i was alright.