Smoke Pac arrived at an old building that was being demolished just as the insane man was disappearing inside. Smoke Pac followed him in, his steps silent and quick on the crumbling concrete floor.
"Ahf! Ahf!" Panting heavily, the man said, "I think I lost those dirty cops. They're too fucking slow to keep up with my speed." He was ranting and raving, his eyes were wild with the effects of the Bliss Vain.
"I'm so fucking powerful! I need more Bliss Vain! I need more Bliss Vain! I need more Bliss Vain." He kept on repeating the same phrase over and over again while pacing back and forth. "Where can I get more? Probably those smugglers in the garbage trucks have a hidden stash. Yes! Yes! They have to have more Bliss Vain. I just need to find them."
"Hey, you there." While the man was scheming a way to acquire more Bliss Vain, Smoke Pac approached him cautiously from behind, his hands held out in a non-threatening gesture.
