It occurred when I was wandering around with my friend Wendy on Sunday afternoon at the fest. We were walking across the grassy area in front of the main stage, and spotted someone whom we knew from our hometown sitting on a log. We went and sat down next to him, and he handed me a bowl. Since I figured it was okay since we knew him (stupid!), I smoked about three or four (I think it was four) hits from the bowl, and my friend Wendy smoked one small baby hit.

Within just a couple of minutes, I very spontaneously got VERY dizzy and my vision was extremely blurred. I told Wendy I thought I was going to pass out, so she immediately helped me stand up and we began walking across the grassy area again in front of the stage to get back to our campsite, which was pretty far away. My ears felt plugged and I told her that I was going to pass out, and after struggling to stay on my feet for a few more seconds, I laid/fell onto the grass and blacked out.

When I opened my eyes (I can imagine it was only a few seconds later, possibly longer), I could see everything from where I was laying on my side but I couldn't move. I was absolutely frozen, like my mind was working fine but I couldn't get my body to do what my mind wanted. And when I actually could get my body to move, I would become extremely disorientated and feel like I couldn't walk/was going to pass out again. Everything was very blurry and I remember not being able to hear well.

It was as if my mind and body were disconnected; detached from each other and from the world around me. I couldn't get my body and mind aligned, it seemed, and this ended up leaving me totally disorientated and confused...extremely fucked up. Everything was just a blur, my vision fading in and out.

Helpless in the grass, I remember repeatedly saying, "I need...I need..." to my friend, because I needed water but I couldn't quite say what I wanted to. Eventually I moved on to saying "I can...I can get up. Slowly, I'll get up slowly and I can walk back." But in between my slurred sentences, I told Wendy that I didn't want to die. I was sure that I was going to die, that it was the end, but I finally got myself up with Wendy's help and we walked a miserably difficult fifty yards or so until I collapsed to the ground again.

This time, I just sat on the ground and traced an odd shape in the ground with a stick over and over. Looking up at everything was just too overwhelming, so I just concentrated on my pattern in the dirt. I finally suggested that I close my eyes and try to walk, so Wendy began to lead me back to the campsite with my eyes closed. Eventually, I opened my eyes to slits and then opened them fully, but just stared at the ground as I walked. I finally worked myself up to having my eyes fully open while walking normally, and that is when my mind and body seemed to click back together again. I had control over my body again, and could walk without Wendy holding onto me.

At this time, my heart was racing very quickly but I felt as if I were tripping on something. The only thing I've ever tripped on is shrooms, but it felt something like that but different. Vaguely similar, but it definitely felt like I was tripping. I eventually started to feel really good after a minute or two, and was actually laughing and having a good time. I drank a whole lot of water and ate some food and I was suddenly very energized.  I began to feel energized even before I ate and drank. I also felt extremely stoned and in a blur, but I had a lot more control.

The strange high started to fade within the next hour, and turned into almost a purely stoned feeling, with munchies and all. At times I felt like all I could do was stare in one place, concentrate my eyes on one thing and blankly stare at it. This was not something I've ever done before, and trust me, I've had my experience with smoking weed. But I felt pretty good, after the whole terrifying beginning part where I thought I was dying.

Anyway, after doing some research, I have concluded that the weed was probably laced with PCP. However, perhaps it was some type of side effects from some shrooms I took over the weekend, or maybe just a system shutdown or something.

Has anyone ever had a similar experience? Does this sound like PCP-laced weed, or is there something else that could've caused this? I'm not very happy about it, but I guess it was a wake-up call (if laced weed was the culprit)...Don't trust anyone.