I breathed the smoke in deeply. It made my throat sore and raw, but I liked that feeling. It soothed me, and made me feel aware the contours of my body, which, i could feel, has already became blurred, and started to dissolve into the thick, milky fog.
It is only when I lowered my cigarette, I have noticed that there is something on my fingers. It was hard to tell its colour, but it looked like it was reddish-brown. I smelled them, and then I licked them. It tasted like the piece of magnet I put into my mouth as a child. I could feel that sore, icy coldness in me, first in my stomach, and then spreading in my entire body. What…what the hell has happened? What has happened… again?