11:15, Sunday morning. Jason Alexander Fornwall, 19, of Novi, Michigan, woke with a hangover and tried to focus on the striplight flickering overhead as he ran his fingers over his bruised ribcage. He started thinking about Samuel, and Samuel passing him that LSD saying it was some bad-arse-shit that’ll send him to the moon. That’s the last thing he remembered, that and a vague memory of somebody pinning him to the ground with the muzzle of a handgun pressed into his back. An acid trip, he thought. But then realised something, he wasn’t wearing his own clothes.
By Vincent Holland
Inspired by the case of Jason Fornwall, LSD, stripping naked, and breaking into the neighbour’s house – http://huffingtonpost.com