One night my friends and I decided to go to a large rave. When we got there we all took our normal 5 grams of EQs mixed with OJ and a snikers bar. I knew this was going to be a hard trip because I began to feel the effects within 20 minutes. About an hour into the trip I was having lots of visuals and one hell of a time trying to think. I started hallucinating and thought that people were talking to me even though the were not. I even saw people who didn't exist, they just floated around hovering above the ground. I then felt like I could control these people with a wave of my hand. I shot them all over the room with a fling of my hand. The music really got me going so I started jumping around the floor. It felt like I was shaking the whole place. I just kept stomping and spinning around. Another 1/2 hour or so went by and I could barely stand. I started knocking things over as I stumbled around. I tried to sit on a chair but completely missed it and fell over into a trashcan. Everything went black after that. I have no recollection of the next hour or so at all. The next thing I knew I was being held up by about three people who were carrying me around. They were asking me all kinds of questions like who I was with and who should they contact. I couldn't speak at all, I could only stare out at them. I was having wierd visions of a time loop that I was stuck in. I was then loaded into an ambulance. I believed that I was in a Matrix type setting and I was being extracted from my "False" life. They hooked up thing to me and I thought the were sucking my life force out for my new life. They took me to the hospital and gave me some kind of revivant drug (narco something). They also waived sniffing ammonia under my nose to try to bring me around. This felt like my whole body was burning and hurt like hell. I also felt like I was suffocating but couldn't move enough to stop it. I still thought I had moved on to the next life for about 20 more minutes when the reveral drugs kicked in and I realized that I was in a hospital making a compltete ass of myself. WOW! It just goes to show no matter how many times you trip on shrooms they can always do more than expected. I started tripping at 9:00pm and had my trip stopped at the hospital around 3:30am. I have tripped many times but have never experienced anything like this. The shrooms were very small 2-3 inches dried and I knew the person who grew them, so the were not laced with anything. I think the fact that I took a lot of small shrooms rather than severl large ones may have had an impact on the intensity? Any ideas?