A young woman who was briefly hospitalized after police believe she and others were targeted by spiked drinks at a party attended by Central Washington University students has been released, police said Sunday. The girl was among 12 people, 11 of them female, taken to hospitals after the incident Friday. All have now been released. Authorities do not know what substance was used to spike the drinks, but have sent blood and urine samples to the Washington State Patrol Crime Laboratory. The incident resulted in "multiple" reports of overdoses, said Cle Elum-Roslyn, Washington, Police Chief Scott Ferguson. Some of the victims reported they had consumed only one or two drinks before becoming ill, he said -- "Their level of intoxication just didn't seem to make sense." Authorities responded about 11 p.m. Friday to a call of a girl unconscious in the back of a car in a grocery store parking lot, police said. Her friends told authorities to go to a residence in Roslyn, according to a statement from Cle Elum police. When authorities arrived at the home, they found students in varying states of consciousness. Video: Students sickened by spiked drinks Video: College students drugged at party RELATED TOPICS Central Washington University Alcohol Consumption Students at the party said several girls suddenly began vomiting and losing consciousness. "I carried about four people downstairs," one man said. Other partygoers told CNN affiliate KOMO on Saturday that they believe a bottle of vodka at the party had been spiked with a date-rape drug known as "roofies." They said several people at the party used vodka from the bottle to make mixed drinks. Those who brought their own alcohol, drank beer or didn't drink any alcohol were not affected, the students told KOMO. Ferguson said he has only heard about the vodka bottle from media reports, but said witnesses told police about their suspicions that a drug may have been placed in pre-made drinks in red cups. One partygoer told KOMO that people were talking about staying away from the drinks in the cups, and that when he took a sip of one, it made him want to vomit. "Whatever occurred up there wasn't consensual," Ferguson told CNN on Saturday. The party began when one student took some friends up to his parents' rental cabin about 30 minutes from the university campus in Ellensburg, police said. It grew much larger after students started texting the address to others. About 50 students attended, thought to be between the ages of 18 and 21. Authorities do not believe the student who initiated the party was involved in spiking the drinks. Ferguson said the student is cooperating with police, who believe he became overwhelmed with the number of partygoers who showed up. One man at the party was taken into custody when an officer entered a room of the home and found him having sex with a semi-conscious young woman, Ferguson said. Police later found the woman was the young man's girlfriend. Ferguson said she showed signs of having ingested a spiked drink and was treated and released at a hospital. The young man was detained and questioned but not booked, police said Saturday, but the investigation into the incident was ongoing. The university said in a statement Saturday that it is "shaken and saddened" about the incident. "CWU strictly enforces state law and university policy on underage drinking and illegal drug use," it said, adding that freshmen are educated on drug and alcohol abuse and sexual assault. "Despite our best efforts, however, students sometimes make bad choices." Students identified as being involved with the party will have a conduct hearing that could result in an intensive education course, referral to counselors or suspension, it said. The school was planning to hold information sessions Saturday and Sunday at residence halls, the statement said. Police and schools typically warn young people to be careful about ingesting beverages. "Roofies," a street name for Rohypnol, is a tasteless and odorless drug, Boston University says in a fact sheet on its website, and easily dissolves in beverages.
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Rebel Wilson tweets:"My drink was spiked" at trendy club Last night, actress and star of the 'Pitch Perfect' franchise Rebel Wilson sent out a series of tweets warning women to watch what they drink and more importantly what others may be slipping into those drinks. In an unusual series of tweets, Rebel Wilson issued a warning, especially to girls: Watch what you drink in trendy clubs. The Aussie comedian/actress said on Twitter late Thursday she thinks she was drugged after her drink was spiked at an unnamed club in Los Angeles. She felt sick but made it home safely, and woke up the next day feeling like she'd been hit by a truck. "Hey guys, but especially to all the girls out there, please be super careful about what you drink when out at clubs and bars at night," she tweeted. "I never thought it would happen to me." I had one drink last night at a trendy club which I believe may have been spiked with something. I felt super tried and disoriented. — Rebel Wilson (@RebelWilson) March 10, 2016 I got home safely but woke up this morning feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. I never thought that would happen to me, but if it does... — Rebel Wilson (@RebelWilson) March 10, 2016 please act as soon as you feel something strange and get yourself to safety. — Rebel Wilson (@RebelWilson) March 10, 2016 "Lucky for me, I only drank 1/3 of the drink and realized something wasn't quite right in time to get home before it really hit me," she added in a final tweet. She did not say whether she reported the incident to the police. Her publicist did not return messages for comment. One of the stars of Pitch Perfect, Wilson's new movie, The Brothers Grimsby, opens today. Starring Sacha Baron Cohen, the British comedy about spies and soccer hooligans is already getting tough reviews.
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I was drugged and raped – by my friend In this month's Cosmo, Dallas and 90210 star AnnaLynne McCord shares her experience of being sexually assaulted by someone she classed as a friend. Louise*, a 33-year-old project manager has taken over a decade to get over a truly horrific ordeal at the hands of a so-called 'friend'. Now, feeling stronger than ever, she's ready to tell the world that you CAN overcome even the most brutal of attacks. The statistics are true when they state that a high number of rape victims know their rapist. I had known Zane* for a few years prior to my ordeal. We went to the same gym, and both being fitness fanatics, we saw each other practically every day. He was a good-looking guy (and well aware of it) but not my type – I just enjoined being able to train with someone who was as enthusiastic as me. I was working for a barrister's chambers at the time, and my colleagues and I would go for drinks every Friday evening after work. On this occasion, I'd arranged to meet an old colleague so we all headed to Covent Garden instead of our usual spot. Call it a cruel twist of fate, but if we had not changed from our usual location for drinks, what was about to unfold may never have happened… We met my friend in the arranged pub, and went to the bar to get a drink when I heard a familiar voice behind me say my name. It was Zane – what a coincidence, I thought to myself. He explained that he and his fellow students had just completed their Personal Training Course and were out celebrating. I met them briefly then returned to my group. After one drink, my friends then decided they wanted to go for 'happy hour' to the bar across the road, so off we went. We sat down when suddenly Zane appeared and asked if he could tag along with our group. My colleagues and friends were a little offish with Zane, but I put it down to them perhaps being a bit jealous – he was very muscly at the time. I popped to the loo, leaving my drink 'safe' with my friends and on my return, finished my second drink. That's when my fun evening began to turn into an actual living nightmare. I now know that at some point – presumably while I was in the toilets – my drink was spiked with Rohypnol. (Rohypnol is the date rape drug that's used as an hypnotic, sedative, anticonvulsant, anxiolytic and skeletal muscle relaxant). What happened next is extremely hazy in my mind – it felt like a movie edit was occurring before my eyes each time I blinked. I had gone to the toilets and collapsed. I was hanging on to the basin for dear life when a bouncer came inside and took me outside for fresh air, presuming I was drunk. But by then, I'd only had two drinks. The next thing I knew, Zane was beside me, and we were in a cab. "I'm taking you home," he explained, holding on to me tightly. I kept thinking, how does he know where I live, but I couldn't speak. I was unable to open my mouth and I felt paralysed. The cab pulled up outside my parents' house. They were on holiday at the time so he had the place to himself – how he knew this, I still don't know. I never spoke about my family to him at the gym. The driver asked me if I was okay, but Zane answered for me – saying that I was drunk and he would take good care of me. He did that alright, in the most brutal manner imaginable. 'He destroyed me' As the drug had now taken full control of me, my memories are just a series of flashbacks. I was forced to perform oral sex on him, and he raped me both anally and vaginally, repeatedly throughout that night. When I woke in the morning I was confused to see him lying beside me. I went to the toilet and was violently sick. I noticed I was bleeding from my rectum but couldn't understand why. It was then he came at me again and forced me to my knees, making me yet again perform oral sex on him. Once he had finished, he thanked me for a great night and said he had to leave. I felt like I was in an out of body experience. I walked him to the front door, he kissed me goodbye then I shut the door. I stood frozen to the spot and when the door knocked it made me jump out of my skin. It was him. He wanted to add that he knew where my grandparents, and obviously my parents lived, and if I were ever to tell a soul about what had happened, he would kill them. I slammed the door shut and cried uncontrollably. I woke up on the hallway floor, unable to process anything that had happened. I went about the next day in a complete daze. I had received numerous text messages from the people I had been out with on the Friday night – all concerned because I had literally disappeared. I met with friends in the evening and suddenly blurted out, 'Something happened to me last night. I think I was…' But then I tailed off as I was not sure what to say – now I think my mind was blocking the reality of my thoughts. Quite frankly, admitting those words would have made what my mind knew, too real. Advertisement - Continue Reading Below Monday came and I went to work as normal, still feeling really ill and in a great deal of pain. At work, the reality of the situation hit me and I broke down and told my boss what had happened. I had been raped. I was sent home and a friend met me and took me to the doctor. I was tested and it was confirmed that I had been drugged. My front and back passages had been ripped due to the forced sex, and I was terrified I may have caught an STI or been made pregnant by this evil creature. Thankfully the latter two were clear. I was advised to go to the police, but I had his threats ringing in my mind, "I will kill your family if you talk". It may seem weak of me not to act, but he had destroyed me, and there was no way I could live with myself if he hurt anyone that I loved. I was utterly numb and sank into a deep depression. I lost my job and couldn't face leaving the house, yet I hated being anywhere near my bedroom where the attacks had happened. I tried to keep what had happened from my parents as I didn't want them to blame themselves but it was impossible to hide it from my mum – we're far too close. She held me in her arms as I tried to explain what had happened, and what the doctors had said. Heartbroken, she took me to a counsellor who opened up memories that my brain had chosen to shut out, or that the drug had erased. It was absolute hell, especially with the flashbacks that kept occurring out of nowhere. He asked me if I remembered that "fun" night we had together The first year was a living nightmare and when I did eventually have the strength to go out for a few hours, I bumped into Zane in my hometown. He laughed at me and asked if I remembered that "fun" night we had together. I literally crumbled. He was so powerful and smug about it – I hated him. I became a recluse. I didn't want to see my friends as I did not want them to know. My head was a mess and I even worried people would think I had lied or it was my fault – trust me, the most irrational thoughts go through your mind. Some friends lost contact with me and I have since found out that they felt so helpless, they didn't know what to say or do to help. I can understand that now and have since rekindled those friendships. It has now been ten years since that fated day, and gradually each year has got easier. At first it upset me if I read or saw anything about rape but gradually, I have got my life back on track. I have become a strong person. Inevitably I have continued to see him around town. The final straw came when I saw him recently with (I presume) his girlfriend. I wanted to shout out 'You're with a rapist' but obviously could not. I had a bad panic attack but this time, I didn't just feel vulnerable – I felt pure anger. How dare he after all these years still have a form of control over me? I was not going to let him make me feel like a victim ever again. Since the attack, I would remember every 10th October as an 'anniversary,' which was letting him win again. Instead, I now want to remember 10th October as the day I took control over what has happened to me. I am no longer the victim, I am the stronger person as I have refused to let an animal like him destroy me. I have come back fighting. I want to help other people who have also been raped realise that you WILL be okay, you can get through this experience. You may never be able to forget the incident, but you can control it and not let it or him win. I do regret not reporting him, and please do not judge me for the fact that I did not. I implore anyone that is raped to report the crime. Looking back I wish I had, but for my own personal reasons I could not and did not. I want to reach out to those people who may not be as lucky as I was in having such a strong network of people around me to support me each step of the way. There are professional groups that will be able to give you the help and medical attention that you need. Please do not give up on yourself, you are NOT a victim.
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