Captured by Satan
I drank half the glass, savoring the tangy taste of the icy drink.
"Light me a cigarette," Sam said, surprising me as he held out a full packet.
"You never—"
Sam silenced me with a raised eyebrow, and I quickly took out a cigarette, lit it with a small flame from my finger, and handed it back to him.
"Get in my lap," Sam commanded, taking a drag from the cigarette. A funny smell rose from it, different from regular cigarettes, and the smoke had an unusual look to it.
I slowly climbed into his lap, straddling him and holding onto his shoulders for support. The lights around us dimmed as if responding to Sam’s unspoken command. The music continued to play softly in the background, and the shou
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