Hands getting sweaty just thinking about this, last year I took a gel tab and a half at my friends house after a party and I had been planning it for a while. Nothing crazy for me I am super experienced. I had 2 tabs left after taking my dose, and I was just chilling in her room while they were partying vibing, everything was great. Then some kid comes in the room, ill call him josh. Josh was kinda strange but relatively chill for the most part, but ive never been with him while he was tripping I just knew he had done it once or twice. Josh must have saw the tabs on my mouth because he went “yooo ur dropping tabbs hell yeah u got any left?”. I was already on the come up so I didnt really think about it, so I just slid him one. A little while goes by(10 mins) and he asked me if he could have the other one, again not using my best judgement and thinking he could judge himself, I gave it to him. It wasn’t until about 10 minutes later that reality hit me. I said “whens the last time you tripped bro” Josh said “probably like a year ago” “Whats the most youve ever taken” “Like one paper tab” I almost shit my pants after hearing that. These were 220ug gel tabs and that fucker just took 2 of them at an unfamiliar house with a lot of unfamiliar people. Everyone else in the house was piss drunk, so i had to keep my cool and trip sit him. For about an hour or so i kept him busy and occupied. Then I decided I wanted to go to the garage to smoke, and he followed. There was a circle of about 10 people in the garage just smoking chilling, and it was definitely overstimulating for him but not overly to the point where he was nervous yet. Then, somebody uninvited to the party who basically had just recently been exposed for being a creepy sex addicted angry drunk perv, just shows up unexpectedly into the garage. It was like I could almost see joshs body start to go boiling from toe to head, and then he looked like he was about to explode. I have no idea what he would have done or said but I knew I had to do something. I put my hand on joshes shoulder and said something along the lines of “yo bro this is definitely not the time or place to be doing this, lets just smoke a bowl and then we can go back to the room man its not worth it at all, in the morning you can civily talk to him about what he has done but not here” he calms down and I tell the other kid to get the fuck outta here. I wish that that was the end of it, but boy was it only just beginning. I honestly dont remember exactly when where or how it went so wrong after that, but we definitely went back to the room for a little. I honestly think it was because he was coming up during that whole ordeal, and even after he left and tried to calm down the trip was still getting more intense, so he didnt know what to do. But sometime after that he went into something that I call “complete and utter sensory takeover” he started doing summersalts in the living room, shadow boxing, jogging pushups, basically anything and everything. And oh my god the words coming out of his mouth. He was speaking a million miles a minute. First he would say something like “I can do a thousand pushups look at me go im doing them right now see watch see look see woo, then he would start talking about how he is jesus and how every girl at the party wants to fuck him, then he went around asking all the girls if they would suck him off if he asked, most of them half asleep and drunk as fuck. Trying to calm him down was impossible at this point, so we just had to keep him in the house. Then he started yelling at the owner of the house saying how they were destined to be together and how they should have sex right now, then she started screaming at him only making the situation worse. This whole time he was still talking and mumbling, didnt stop for like 4 hours. But it wasnt even like a terror trip like ive had, where I didnt know who i was or what anything was and was in the fetal position screaming for my mom having a complete ego death. It was something else. Some of the stuff he was saying was so out of pocket that he had to have been keeping those emotions and thoughts pent up inside of him for so long . Just talking about how he is god and how he knows the secret to the universe,literally fucking everything. God I really wish I had recorded some of it now. But then, at like 5:30 in the morning, he just fucking bolts out the door giggling and yelling inchoherently into this suburban ass soccer mom filled neighborhood. I had no idea where he went, but I was tripping too so I wasnt going out there. Who knows how long he was out there for honestly, but the peace that I felt for however long that was was so fucking nice. Was just relaxing on the couch almost forgetting about him when he comes barelling back into the house. Absolutely drenched in sweat. I mean if someone strapped you down and sprayed you with a hose for 10 minutes kind of drenched. I was so confused and so weirded out, and on top of that he still didnt stop talking. That lasted another like hour, then finally at like 7 am he stopped talking as much, and that was my queue to take him home. Now he lived in a dorm for the summer at the time, but his house was in town since we were local. He assured me he would rather be dropped off at home with him family at 7:30 rather than in his dorm room. I told him with the state your in I really dont think u should, but then he started rambling again so I shut that down real fast. I just remember his creepy ass smile, and then seeing him struggle to get into his house. after pulling out of the driveway with my other friend L and we both just looked at each other like “what the absolute fuck bro” About 3 hours later I went into the living room to see my friend L on my phone talking to somebody. It was josh. He was bawling his absolute eyes out and kept asking what happened last night and what all he did. He said stuff like “I am just as bad as that other guy” “I lost all my friends” “what have I done” “I am so so sorry”. We told him to just get some sleep and we would talk about it with him the next morning. longer story short we talked a little bit the next morning and he’s doing a lot better now, staying off the tabs as far as I know. OH YEAH, the friend whos house we were staying at got a couple emails from neighbors. Apparently he ran into some guys garage that was open, and started yapping to this little kid that was fully drenched in sweat. The man opened his garage door to just see him tweaking talking to his son at like 6 am in the morning, and then he just darts off and runs into another persons garage, and starts yapping to them the same way he was doing to us, definitely freaking them the fuck out. Then he ran directly back into the house in plain view of everyone. so yeah, that was definitely the craziest trip of my life. Not the worst, but definitely the craziest. Oh yeah