Pixie club

Sirens go off on the beach as the sun sets ... followed by a faint sound of music as I get closer to the club. As I get out of my ambulance I see a sign that reads Pixie Stic in bright purple letters. Realizing the real reason I'm supposed to be here I rush into the club clutching my emergency kit. As I scream clear the area people fly out all emergency exits. The sight of what was on the floor scared me. What seemed to be an unconscious man laid on the floor. I as observed the man more I noticed a purple powdery substance on his upper lip. My heart stopped. I realized that my product. I scream fuck. Catching weird stares from the club owner and a news reporter. I tried to play it off and say this man is dead. I kept my shocked expression because I knew acting calm would make me look suspicious. However the truth was this wasn't the first man I killed. My product wasn't even responsible for most of the deaths I caused. So in my eyes this man got the easy way out.

Once I regained my composure I send a text that read it's done....