DOSE:

15 mg

oral

2C-T-7

(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

On the last night of the year 2001, I decided to visit the house of my cousins, B and K, and K's friend C. My sister T came along as well. I had second thoughts about bringing her along, because she had recently adopted what I saw as a particularly preachy and ill-informed form of political activism, and was really beginning to rub me the wrong way.

I had heard that K and C were planning to take some mushrooms that evening, so I decided to bring along some 2C-T-7 that I had been saving for some time. I'd taken this drug maybe four or five times before, and some of my experiences had been difficult. I was vaguely aware that there might be rocky waters ahead, but this didn't really worry me at the time.

When T and I arrived at the house at 10 PM, I took 15 milligrams of the drug in a distilled water solution. In my earlier experiments, I taken 10 to 12.5 mg. I had experienced some nausea before, so I was cautious about increasing the dose.

The mood in the house seemed a little rowdy. B had some friends over, and they were already pretty drunk. Every once in a while, there would be some sort of fight or accident. A number of glass articles got smashed, and a lot of beer ended up on various people and the floor. After a while, I noticed that K and C had moved to a quieter room, so I went to join them.

I had a sort of romantic interest in C, and was looking forward to spending time with her. I was fairly certain that this interest would never amount to anything, but enjoyed being around her none the less.

I began to get a strange vibe from K and C. They are very close friends, and I felt that they didn't want me to be part of their conversation. It seemed as though they were part of some exclusive group that I could never join, and I was beginning to resent them for it. By this time, T had had several beers, and came in to the room to talk. I was getting really annoyed with her, and I think everyone else was as well. She seemed really obnoxious and insincere, and I was beginning to worry that people might resent me for bringing her along.

K and C expressed interest in trying the 2C-T-7, so I poured them each a dose of 10 mg. I rarely find anyone who is willing to take it with me, so this seemed like a cool idea at the time. Around this time, I was beginning to feel the effects of the drug, and was pleased to find that my usual nausea and stomach lightness were absent.

After a long period of indecision, we wound up at a dumpy karaoke bar across the street from the house. Sober, it was a strange place to be, but in my current state it was difficult to handle. The people who frequent the bar seem to be either hardcore alcoholics or trendy university students. A number of people struck me as being quite monstrous and frightening. K and C were having another private conversation, and I found myself with no-one to talk to. There was a rowdy drunk sitting behind me, and I had a niggling fear that he might wind up hurting me somehow.

The regulars at the bar tended to choose old country songs to sing. Some of them were pretty good, although I'm not really a fan of that sort of music. Others seemed to project an aura of misery that I found quite disturbing. I imagined the sort of lives they might lead, and it really frightened me. Nobody else seemed to understand what I meant.

Someone let out a scream that really frightened me. I was pretty sure that someone had badly hurt. I tried to explain this to C, but she misunderstood what I meant and seemed offended. The atmosphere seemed to get scarier and scarier. When I talked to my companions, they acted as though I was just being a jerk. When I tried to describe the freakish ugliness I saw, they would say something to the effect of 'They're all just people'. The scene reminded me of the Twilight Zone somehow. Maybe I am just a jerk, but I can't help what I saw.

After the bar stopped serving beer, the service staff began to intimidate everyone into leaving. It seemed like they thought we really didn't belong there, and I thought the bouncer might hurt me somehow.

When we got back to the house, K and C went into a room away from everyone again. Everyone else seemed to be sleeping, so I went to visit them there. They talked a lot about how they were hiding away from everyone, and this seemed to imply they didn't want me there either. I had managed somehow to further offend C with some offhand comment, and I was convinced that she was growing to hate me. I eventually left the room and spent the rest of the night in bed, experiencing some intense eyes-closed visuals, and brooding over the total failure of my imagined romantic conquest. I decided it didn't matter, because I was growing to dislike C myself. I left the house as soon as I woke up, after a hasty goodbye.

The experience was difficult, but not entirely unpleasant. I think it helped me to come to the right decision concerning my feelings about C.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 11584
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jan 5, 2002	Views: 2,913
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