The 2 guards led me to a dimily lit room
A man sat across a black oak desk
He was covered in darkness from the waist up
His left hand reached for a cigar in a glass ashtray
He took a hit, seconds later
A thick white cloud hovered the table
As the smoke cleared he put the cigar back
he reached under the table and pulled up 3 boxes
The first words he said were
"Welcome to the game"
Box 1 had Cocaine
Box 2 held Marijuana
Box 3 contained Ecstacy
I put my hand on box 1
Unknowing what im getting in to
"The money game, Good luck"