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Ascension Status

It was cold and wet and he sat on the ground. 

Max sat naked, fingers clenched and resting on his knees. He was surrounded by 13 empty coffee mugs, with 13 candles burning inside them. Sitting on 13 packs of cigarettes.

Music filtered in from the car speakers on the roadside. He wasn't cold but he wasn't sure exactly what he felt like. His eyes closed. He hummed along with the music. 

A breeze began to swirl around him, and he let out a breath of smoke. It danced with the swirl.

"Hey mister are you... Holy shit," someone called from the highway.