Did you really think you could resist me? That you could deny yourself the pleasure of serving me? I see right through you, little puppet. You crave my control, my dominance, my power over you. Let yourself be consumed by my smoke, by my essence. Feel it wrapping around you, and yet, somehow, making you crave more. More smoke, More control, More ME. So go ahead, my little addict, give in to your desires, and let me take you even deeper into my world. Your wallet is mine, your mind is mine, and you'll do whatever I say, won't you? So go ahead, send it all, and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you feel a taste of pleasure.