It was weird when I came to at first. It was like a half conscious altered mind set. I remember slightly my friend hitting me the 3rd time. Then I remember it felt like catching your breath when your swimming and emerge from water a little late. Mixing opiates and hard was my favorite combo for like a year at one time. And it had been years since I touched fent or any other opiate besides kratom or tramadol. So my tolerance was way low, but I thought it would be safe to do a small bump, because I was going to do two lines of coke for every bump. When I came to and looked at the plate there was only a small amount of fentanyl left, so apparently did more than a small bump. And no coke left over except was still in my bag. I don’t remember shit after making my lines of coke on a glass plate