it is night in a small college west chester-esque town. i end up leaving whatever party i’m at and walk down the street. it is very dark outside, but i don’t take time to notice whether the moon is out or not.
people are rushing by, but i don’t know why. i don’t look to see where they are going, i don’t ask either. i see a children’s playground in the distance. i walk over to it, and climb on top of the jungle gym, looking over the people rushing by.
i reach into my pocket and pull out a blue box. opening the box, i see there are cigarettes inside. i pick one out, and put it to my mouth. i light it, i inhale.
one person comes out of the rushing crowd and asks me for a smoke. i open the blue box and pull out a green colored cigarette. i offer it to him, and he accepts. he silently sits at the bottom of the gym, smoking his green cigarette.
another man walks out of the crowd and approaches us and asks me for a smoke. i open the blue box and pull out a red colored cigarette. i offer it to him, and he accepts. he lights it up, and then asks me for the whole box. he gets closer with an angry look growing on his face. the man with the green cigarette walks up to the now angry latecomer and blows smoke in his face which proceeds to freeze him. the frozen man still looks angry, while the green smoker motions for me to walk away. i do.