DOSE:	repeated	oral	MDMA	(powder / crystals)
	repeated	oral	MDMA	(pill / tablet)
	repeated	insufflated	Ketamine	(pill / tablet)
	repeated	insufflated	Cocaine	(powder / crystals)
	repeated	oral	Alcohol
	repeated	smoked	Cannabis
	115 mg	insufflated	2C-B	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

63 kg

If your friend etc has accidentally snorted 100mg etc, they will be fine, they need love reassurance an some downers immeadiately, later on more of a hug, loads of water an if they want to go to hospital then thats their choice, once I was in the ambulance all I wanted was a pint of larger an a hug. X

Ok background, I'm from the uk, been raving for 10 years, used to sell acid, messed myself up on everything in every combination, the only thing I liked to take was 2cb in the end, cos it had no side effects for me (2ci was too scary, coke made me nasty/had too much appetite for it, mdma wasnt doing it anymore, even after a break)

I'd been dancing HARD to gabba an breakcore at my mates rave in sheffield, I'd taken LOADS of very pure coke, had got a g of PURE (definaty) 2cb (was £200 uk), an weighed out my friends other g into 100mg wraps on my digi scales, taken like 20mg off my wrap at the same time an had tiny bumps mixed with ket at the rave. Had LOADS of booze an a few good e's.

Got back to the house where they lads were continuing the party after the club, we were all proceeding to get royally fucked (everyone was a dealer/dj/dancer). Had such a good time, ate loads more mdma, bought an extra g of coke (for like 30 quid!) cos the guy that sold me the 2cb was happy I'd shifted loads of stuff for him, so we put that away for later.

had loads more ket, an maybe had another 300mg of mdma powder in a few dabs. Ended up talking more with this girl I'd met, drunk a few bottles of wine with her cos we were high an ended up having this random moment with her! not wanting the party to finish we decided we'd have some of the coke I'd got off my mate for the drive home/general sillyness once we were home, so I said I'd give her a few lines of coke an see her off on the train back to london.

OK story starts here really, we were both k'd up, drunk an high, was about 10AM sunday an we'd started about 8PM saturday night. My tolerance of the coke even though it was very pure was going up rapidly, so I put about half a gram out into 4 HUGE lines. really pleased with myself I eyed up the biggest one, then faffed about a bit to make it a bit bigger again (100-130 mg hard to judge these things) an violently hoofed it up, passed the tin on to my mate who hoovered her line up an I took it downstairs to give my mate an my ex girlfriend a line cos they were in the car on the way home too... ok my friend snorts his line, during which time I can hear shouting from upstairs, someone goes up to see what it is while my ex has her line, she has a bit goes OW! that really hurts, thats not coke.... an I'm like noooo as if, of course its coke its just really strong so she has a bit more an stops, I go upstairs to see why this girl is now screaming...

I know her to be a bit dramtic from my friends storys of her, this is the first time I've met her, properly, I go upstairs an shes rolling around on the floor, green snot coming out of her nose, clutchin towards me screaming I've killed her, what the hell have I given her, telling me its not coke, so I'm like, as if you're just having a panic attack cos it was a huge line of charley an we've been fucked for HOURS, if its not coke what the hell is it??

penny drops...

I run back downstairs, k worn off, starting to feel MASSIVELY high, grab the tin off my ex, who's telling me she doesnt want any more cos its definately 2cb, took it round a room full of people an they all say its 2cb, go upstairs to find the coke still in my bag.

PANIC.

Girl is still lying on the floor, is screaming between convulsing/semi-fitting, this all starts to take on a horrific light, the adrenaline rush I got running up an down the stairs, and realising what I'd done was making it all kick up a gear, neon sparkles started appearing in the air, I leave the girl with my mate, run back down, my other friend is looking very pale, I start panicking, remembering the 2ci/2ct7 etc deaths, and normally being VERY sensitive to 2cb (4-5mg snorted of the same stuff previously made me feel visually and bodily tripping) I started crying an thought I was going to die. I was *very* agitated, and being the only medic in the house, everyone else completely off their faces on 2cb / LOADS of ketamine, no-one was willing to help, washed my nose out, got loads of water down me an started insisting that we all got up to a+e, no-one would take us, so I said fine, we need an ambulance, like now, no-one would call it because there was 4000 pounds worth of coke i the house + mdma etc etc etc. so I said look take me to the end of the road an I'll call one, no-one wanted me to leave cos I was so high, pulled my own phone out, couldnt see or think enough to call, didn't even know where I was other than sheffield.

My ex calls the ambulance.

Response car is there in 10 mins, by which time I'm EXTREMELY agaitated, I've been screamin for 5 mins or so, my other friend isnt speaking an the girl an I keep stopping screaming an having very VERY deep calm conversations about the nature of how we've stupidly killed ourselves etc, during which time all the palpitations/ particle descruction of the room etc have stopped, then its back into the threads of the universe being unraveled an I can see the matrix an everything that life is made from an the patterns in everything an the patterns in life an everything was beautiful, innanimate objects moved, still pictures looked so beautiful thinking about them makes me want to cry even now.

Next thing I know the paramedic is sticking monitors on my chest, I'm screaning at him to rehydrate me with hartmans/saline solution giving the game away massively that I work in a+e, people keep askin me what I do for a living, 'STUDENT', works every time, they have NO knowledge of what 2cb is AT ALL, they keep asking if its a tablet of e then??? etc, cue me dressed in a psychedelic orange dress, hair in multicoloured orange falls, full cyber makeup on giving them a casual lecture on the action of it, cut up with screams of GET ME TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL NOW!!!!

On the way there it was the most surreal thing EVER, we were still commin up more an more an I was feeling VERY ill, but calm, as I'm used to ambulances etc, my friend an this girl are terrified. I'm downsizing us dying to 'we'll probably need sedating, maybe end up in itu, but I think If we were gonna die we'd be dead by now' bearing in mind, really 2cb is an unknown chemical in massive od's even tho its probably safe, I've seen some crazy things (medically) in the time it's been used by our group of friends.

My ex decided (she'd only had say 50mg) to stay at the house, do some k, calling me stupid for going to hospital, an she went an sunbathed an drunk wine/do benzo's in their back garden while she came down a bit.

At the hospital, nobody, but nobody would give me a drink as they were treating it as a poisoning (there is no information on 2cb on the national toxins database, toxbase, something I need to email them about) my friend had to be taken away because he was in svt (fast heart rhythm an had to be sedated, 2x 5mg diazepam, oral), but I had to feed them to him as he was completely catatonic, saying shit, what, really, oh my god, this is serious we're gonna die??? an was locked in a conversation that we'd had in the house.

Realising that I wasnt going to die I was just completely smashed in a foreign hospital, halfway through talking to the nurse I asked to sign my own discharge, to which he argued competency with me, an argument that I won, even though I'd told him that the trees on the photo on the wall were moving! They were VERY homophobic/transphobic towards me (I was dressed as a psycadelic fairy, the girl had no shoes on an flowers in her hair, friend on the trolly sedated had born to be wild t-shirt on an some sunglasses throughout) with different nurses being introduced to us for no reason other than to say hello an gawp at us.

Talked my friend down, even though I can feel so insanely fucked on 2cb I CAN talk them down, hugz an reassurance for about ten mins an she was back to normal, so we signed ourselves out an wandered off to the recieving ward where they had taken my friend on a heart monitor! Was a very TRIPPY interesting wander round a really rubbishly designed hospital, got there in the end.

After finding my friend, doing a few bumps of k with the girl, an talkin to him for about an hour going round in psychological circles, the benzos evenually worked enough for him to recognise me again, asked the nice nurse for some water, got that down us, freind goes recon it IS really ok to just... leave an I'm like, yes... I owe you all about 1000 pints, lets go get drunk an trip in the pub by the park. friend pulls out his drip, folds up his gown, puts sunglasses back on, says lets blow this joint (to a massive tut from 2 of the nurses) an we walk out the ward arm in arm, party monster style, being followed by a doctor an a nurse tryin to tell us we needed to stay!

hat was really cool, jus like a film, except once we got out of the ward an hurried off, we realised that we didnt have a clue where were. It took us an hour to get out of the hospital, as it was bank holiday sunday an all the doors were locked! In the end we had to go back thru a an e, found out friends/ex in the waiting area, more fucked than we were with a taxi waiting outside!

Went the pub, did more 2cb, had a fun time. Put the issue to bed by doing loads more 2cb over the next few weeks.

NEVER be scared of something.

Just mark your wraps.

I've had 2 more mix ups with 2cb, including one at the house where I'd been where I did a further corner of 2cb after same girl passed me the 'coke' before we realised.

Afterwards I didnt really have any major problems, friend who'd been given valium fell asleep in th back of the car, I just saw all the beauty / patterns in nature / life for a few months afterwards. Generally was VERY relaxed, felt happy/relaxed. I did have a few problems in that it brought a lot of things to the surface for me an my friend an the girl (now my friend too) we all split up with our partners, made a lot of changes in our lives, but it was all for the best, a very honest time in my life.

The 2cb doesnt work like it used to tho, I dont get the same visual hallucinations at all, it still has the ability to suprise me, in fact every time we think oh we'll just have 10-20 mg in a line an go the park, it has floored me an we've ended up in finsbury park or somewhere out of our minds, wondering if it'll ever stop getting stronger, but my tolerance has gone up a lot!!

hope this is of interest to someone.

peace, love an label your wraps!!!

fairy xx

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 65416
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Feb 16, 2008	Views: 1,663
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