In a dimly-lit alleyway on the outskirts of the city, there lived a man named Jack. Jack was a smoker, and he loved nothing more than a good cigarette after a long day at work.
But one evening, Jack found himself in a predicament. He had run out of matches, and he had no way to light his cigarette.
He searched through his pockets, hoping to find a stray match or lighter, but to no avail. He even tried to light his cigarette with the flame from a nearby streetlamp, but it was no use. The wind was too strong, and the flame flickered out almost instantly.
As Jack stood there, feeling frustrated and desperate, he heard a voice behind him.
"Hey man, you need a light?"
Jack turned around to see a scruffy-looking man standing behind him. The man was holding a lighter, and he had a mischievous grin on his face.
Jack felt relieved. He took the lighter from the man, and held it up to his cigarette. But as he struck the lighter, he felt a sudden jolt of electricity shoot through his body.
He yelped in pain, dropping the lighter on the ground. The man behind him burst out laughing.
"Gotcha!" he said, still chuckling. "That's what you get for asking a stranger for a light."
Jack felt foolish. He had never heard of a prank like this before, and he felt like an idiot for falling for it.
But as he reached down to pick up the lighter, he noticed something strange. The lighter was no ordinary lighter. It was covered in strange symbols and markings, and it had a strange aura about it.
Jack felt a sudden urge to investigate further. He asked the man where he had gotten the lighter, and the man simply shrugged.
"Found it in a dumpster," he said. "I figured I'd have a little fun with it."
Jack took the lighter home with him, unable to shake the strange feeling that he had stumbled upon something truly extraordinary.
As he examined the lighter more closely, he noticed that there was a small button on the side. Without thinking, he pressed it.
To his surprise, the lighter suddenly transformed into a miniature flamethrower, shooting flames out in all directions.
Jack felt a rush of excitement. He had never seen anything like this before. He played with the lighter, experimenting with its different features and settings.
But as he looked down at his dwindling supply of cigarettes, he realized that he had become obsessed. He couldn't stop playing with the lighter, and he was quickly running out of cigarettes to burn.
In the end, Jack realized that sometimes, the things we think we need can lead us down unexpected paths. He had been desperate for a light, but he had stumbled upon something far more dangerous and exciting.
And as he continued to play with his new toy, he couldn't help but wonder what other surprises the world had in store for him.
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