Giovanni Cordova looked longingly at his last Cardamine cigar as he lit it up and pulled the oxygen mask off his face to inhale some of the smoke. This was it. After this would start the messy process of withdrawal, which would eventually lead to his death.
What a way to go... he thought, closing his eyes.
When he opened them, the dark matter was clearing.
His eyes jumped open, and he slammed the 'On' button and the cruise button at almost the same time, lurching towards a visible Palermo. 20k to all the Cardamine he could want.
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