Last year, Jeff Jones took a plane to Austin for what he thought would be an extravagant bachelor party.

Before heading to pubs on the notoriously boisterous West 6th Street, the Boston native had dinner with his companions.

The 38-year-old inexplicably lost contact with his pals at one in the morning.

He didn’t remember anything until he woke up in the hospital two weeks later, with metal rods supporting his back. Continues…