Jack had no idea where he was heading. All he knew was that he just had to get in the car and drive until it was out of his system, however long that may take. Lifting the cigarette to his lips, he inhaled deeply; with each breath the soothing nicotine calmed him. Slowly exhaling, he released the blue-grey smoke to the elements before finally throwing the spent butt to the road. As it hit the ground, it sparked a brilliant orange, the only vibrancy of colour in the dark night.
The car, an accelerating spectacle of chrome, engine and throttle, continued on its journey to nowhere eating up miles of shimmering blacktop which steadily disappeared into the dark night.
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