One story for one occurence

This all happened a while back to a dear friend of mine.

It all started in a warm August night...

The guys were lining up like straws in the desert, railing one line after another. Two hours have passed and the cocaine was all gone. They all looked at each other in despair. One of them grabbed the nearest phone and yelled...

• DOES ANYBODY HAVE THE DEALER'S NUMBER?
• I don't think so..., a cold voice whispered from the darkest corner of the room.
• WHO ARE YOU??? WHO LET YOU IN???

As all the other guys backed off a couple of steps, the voice started to materialize into a male shaped body that slowly walked towards them. Dressed in a black suit with a black shirt and wearing a black tie, his feet would touch the wooden floor with such a finesse that even the thinnest of supermodels couldn't match. Nobody knew him....or at least, so they thought...
His eyes were pointing down, as if he is having trouble seeing where he was going. One of the guys tried to help him out, pointing out the way to the door and then he smiled. Looking up he pointed at the tallest guy and said:

• You, jump out the window.
• What? Said the tall guy.
• I said, jump out the window.

The tall guy looks at the window, looks at the man dressed in black, looks at the window again, takes 2-3 steps back, sprints towards the window and jumps right through it. Considering it is a 5 story building and the guy who hosted the event lives at the 3rd floor, the tall guy really took some damage.
The other guys did not know how to react for a couple of seconds but as soon as they came to it they rushed to the window to check on their buddy. He was lying on the sidewalk, unconscious. They turned around and the man dressed in black wasn't in the house anymore. Surprised and confused one of them called an ambulance while the others rushed downstairs. On their way down, one of them realized that the door was locked from the inside and the man dressed in black was probably still inside the house, hiding in a room or in the bathroom so he grabbed his phone and messaged the guy that was still in, calling the ambulance.
"Get out" was the message and the guy inside received it and got out of the house and locked the door instinctively. (as it was his apartment).

Downstairs the situation quickly turned into a very bloody one as the tall guy crushed his legs and cracked his skull. Blood was everywhere buy somehow he appeared to come back to reality. He started mumbling some words but nobody really understood him, they all nodded like idiots. They didn't try to help him up, they somehow started acting weird and taking out their phones only to put them back, doing so until the ambulance arrived.

When the doctors arrived to the scene, they arrived to 5 guys standing around the bloody tall guy that was bleeding really bad. They all had their phones out and appeared to be staring into the void. Nobody said a word, they froze and they couldn't move.
The doctors called the police and another ambulance to get them all to the hospital and they rushed the bleeding tall dude to the nearest emergency room.
The 5 guys arrived to a hospital and the doctors took blood samples from them (as they did not move or speak, they had to be assisted to do everything).
When the blood results came back, the doctors were amazed on the substances found in their systems: 5-meo-mipt, scopolamine and methamphetamine.

Apparently the street dealer they got the cocaine from sold them that combination of narcotics instead of cocaine and when they sobered up and came back home, the door was wide open and the apartment was empty of all valuables.

One should choose to live the life one wants and if you ever think about doing drugs, do not trust dealers and use test kits, they might save your life.

Stay safe!

P.S. The bloody tall guy is ok now but they all are in therapy.