Other: Cracking up

>Be Candle Wax
>You are standing in the dark alley of the shady part of canterlot
>A friend of yours recommended to get some, well, 'relaxation' or so she called it from your usual day
>You hear a whisper from behind you and as you turn around a grey pony with a long cloak stands in front of you
>"Is there something I can get you, young pony?"
>You smell something rotten but can't really define it or it's place of origin
"Uh-uhm... y-yes. A.. well, friend has.... welll.... recommended me to get some.... relaxation from my daily life and... uh..."
>You keep stuttering until the other Pony holds a hoof in front of your mouth
>"Ssshh, I have exactly what you need!"
>The figure takes out a small bag out of her coat.
>"Fresh delivery, believe me, you'll get your relaxation. And for being a first timer, you get it on the house."
>You could have sworn that you've seen a grin on the merchant's face
>In a bright flash of light she disappeared suddenly.
>Voices from the night watch in the distance
>Shit gotta get outta here, you think to yourself
>Run as fast as you can out the alley and sprint to your home, locking yourself in
>Grabbing your dead grandfather's old pipe, you put the powder from the small paper bag in and ignite it, taking a few hasty breaths.
>It immediately starts to work and you feel your mind going blank
>You set back down on your couch, enjoying your new way of experiencing the world for the rest of the day.

>It only became worse from there
>It started of slowly, maybe once a month
>Sometimes alone, sometimes with your friend over.
>Being high was a gorgeous feeling, at least in your opinion.
>You soon found yourself smoking more regularly. Twice a month. Then weekly.
>Soon you find yourself smoking daily after you're done with your business.
>There was one thing you didn't take into consideration though. With each time, the effects started to be less and less... well, effective.
>You were craving for more, though.
>You had the nagging feeling of keeping your mind 'enhanced'. At least that's what your dealer calls it.
>On your next night you would ask for something more... powerful

>Next new moon night
>It was time to get some new groceries
>You prepare your bits you already put down next to the door beforehand
>Put on your coat and walk out into the cold moonlight
>You were still high from your session earlier so it took you a bit of time to get to your usual spot
>You waited about 10 minutes when the usual grey coated figure appeared from the shadows
>"Welcome, Candle. The usual?"
>You stop to think for a second before shaking your head
"Not this time, D, I need something... stronger."
>You whisper so nobody except Hard Deal could hear you.
>After a few moments, she nods before searching around in her bag.
>She tosses you a small wooden box.
>"This contains everything you need to get up to.... well, you're usual level. And even a lot further."
>With a smile on your face you hand her the bits before turning around and trotting back to your home.

>Taking of your coat you walk into the living room before plopping down on the couch.
>Open the wodden box, inside you find a piece of paper that has hastily written "INSTRUCTIONS" on the top
>You also find a candle, a spoon and some cotton inside, as well as a syringe and a bag with some white powder, plus a small glass bottle with an unknown liquid inside
>As you read the instructions you become intrigued into it more and more. You want to try it as soon as possible, although it is already quite late you say to yourself.
>You take a quick moment to think about it. Will you try it now? Or tomorrow?

"Fuck it"
>You say to yourself.
>As you ignite the candle, you get out all the materials that are inside of the box and begin to quickly check over the instructions again
>Start by taking the spoon and putting some of the liquid inside, then adding the white powder
>Heating them up over the flame of the candle, you now lie back and relax
>Put down the spoon, place the cotton inside
>You now start to soak up the liquid with the syringe carefully through the cotton.
>The spoon is empty and you hold a syringe with a transparent liquid
>Grab a belt from your wardrobe and put it around one of your legs
>You sit down and wait for your veins to show so you can find a place to inject
>You don't have to wait long, the veins start growing.
>The syringe now touches your leg, the cold needle giving you a cool sensation
>Slowly, you start to push it into your body
>You can now see blood streaming into the syringe as well, turning the clear liquid from before bright red.
>You quickly remove the belt while keeping the syringe in your mouth.
>Pushing the contents of the syringe out of it, you immediately feel like your mind is trailing off
>It feels like someone just put liquid fire in your leg.
>The heat starts to distribute through your entire body.
>You're now just sitting there.
>You feel your mind going blank
>You're mesmerized by this otherworldly feeling now, completely silent and just enjoying the moment.