The Spike: What Lies Behind the New Heroin Epidemic? - Seattle Weekly
t wasn’t until the evening after Lance Knight suffocated under the weight of his own lungs that his body was discovered. When they returned and found the door to his $350 rented room still closed and locked, they called 911 to come break it down. Police found Knight collapsed on his air mattress. Knight was a recovering heroin addict, but other than a handful of syringes still in their blister packs and a bottle of injectable testosterone that Knight’s doctor had prescribed, his room appeared to be a drug-free zone. Back in Seattle, Knight’s father Brian felt like someone had punched him in the gut when he heard the news. Nearly a thousand miles from his son, Brian frantically called Lance’s recovery sponsor. “Nobody really knows what happened, other than he had been in his room,” he said. The former Poulsbo resident had used drugs, primarily oxycodone, since he was 15. He would crush the pills, then heat the powder on a piece of aluminum foil and inhale the fumes through a plastic tube. Smoking oxycodone smells like burnt marshmallows. After smoking Lance would feel euphoric, vomit, then feel euphoric again. The warm, soothing buzz would cover his entire body like a hot bath on a cold night. Source: www.seattleweekly.com
