My friend left a poland spring bottle in his car filled with straight GHB and I unfortunately drank 1/3 of the bottle before going into Vinyl one night. As you can imagine about 15 mins later I was on fuckin cloud nine 1/2... Woke up 12 hours later at Downtown NYU hospital with all kinds of shit hanging out of my arms.. Don't remember a fuckin thing. My friends told me that security dragged me into some shady back area, poured like 3 cans of soda down my throat and than dragged me out to the saidewalk where they wouldn't let anyone call an ambulance. Shit is fucked.. They threw me into a cab to the hospital. And by the way I know some may read this and say what a herb, he couldn't handle his shit, he deserved it... It sound, fucked up but I've done my share of "recreational activities" for years... It was a straight up accident that shouldn't have happened... Fuckin club is fucked up. What are you gonna do. I'd still go back though. Place is dope, probably the only spot I really like to chill...