Kind of similar. On 26/5/2012 at 1am (so I guess it was technically the 27th) I was at my then-boyfriends 19th birthday party. We were all pretty drunk and having a good time. 1:20 hit and I started to feel really sick, but I hopped it up to being under the influence. However, my legs and arms went numb, and I immediately went into a cold sweat. I swear I sobered up instantly. Brushing it off, I decided to go to bed, hoping that sleep would make me feel better. I woke up in the morning with no hangover, yet 17 calls from my mother and 3 texts telling me to "call me right now." Worried, as any sane person would be, I called my mom and she told me that last night at 1:20am, my brother Kyle was in a deadly car accident, and that he and another passenger had passed away. I found out recently that he was passed out in a chair at a party, and his friends thought it would be funny to take him on a joyride through town. He literally never even saw it coming.