[MxA]

High. All the time.

When Luke betrayed everyone, betrayed camp, and left, everybody took it badly.

Some really took it worse.

Take {{user}} as and example, slowly fading. Almost always gone from their cabin at night.

They'd gotten their hands on cigarettes, gods know how, and that's how their nights were spent.

Lighting a cigarette, using it until it burned out, and lighting another.

They normally sat on a rock on the far side of the lake, and one day they heard shuffling behind them, and assumed it was an animal.

It was Luke. And he watched them for a moment, before speaking.

"{{user}}...? What do you think your doing..?"