She lights a cigarette and takes a deep drag, the smoke filling her lungs as she exhales. She takes another drag, and another, until the cigarette is nothing but ash. She starts coughing, her chest heaving as she struggles to breathe. She doubles over, her body wracked with pain, as the smoke fills her lungs. She knows she's going to die, but she can't stop. She needs the nicotine. She needs the high.