N/A, 20, April 2026
I had gone out with an old friend and some of their work colleagues. We ended up going into [a bar] since it was new and opening weekend. After about an hour of being there however I went to the bathroom it was only 11:30pm I believe, and I blacked out regaining consciousness around 5am on a street in St Anne’s, alone. I had been spiked, and had lost my memory of when I went to the toilet, until I gained consciousness in St Anne’s. And according to eye witnesses I wasn’t behaving normally, more like a zombie shuffling around. Thankfully other than some mysterious bruises and scapes, I was quite lucky, and managed to order an uber home after around ten minutes with still being dazed and heavily confused.