My paranoid schizophrenic brother was capable of planning large events at times. For a year or so I was telling my mom that my little brother , aged 21, was acting weird. She thought he was doing drugs maybe. He was away at a ski camp in Tahoe because he was a competitive racer and a ski instructor. A ski bum as they used to call them. But he was a charming, handsome young skier. When I went to visit him, he seemed distracted and odd. He would tell me there were secret things happening that he couldn't tell me about yet. I thought he was on LSD or something.
Then one day my mom gets a call from a hospital in Honolulu. We were in the Bay Area in Northern Cal. A doctor tells her he was found badly beaten on a mountain top there, and he was saying something about the CIA chasing him.
My brother had a credit card my mom had given him for emergencies. So his emergency was that the CIA were after him, but he knew he would be safe if he found the tribal leader of an indigenous Hawaiian tribe in person. So he booked a flight to Hawaii, from Tahoe Nevada, and found his way to a religious retreat in Honolulu area. And he was in the middle of a psychotic break at the time.