Empiryan XerJoff 2023

I am a poor boy in Colombia. I've been working for a cigar factory for 7 years now, the pay is meagre and it's only enough for daily food and a small hut next to an empty church. One day the factory was attacked and everyone who was there was taken away by the bandits, only I was able to hide. Some time passed and I dared to come out of hiding.
Everything was empty and destroyed...
I went into my boss's office, on his desk was a glass with a few drops of whisky, a bitten chocolate and a cigar. I wanted to feel powerful, I dared to sit down on the leather chair and put my legs up on the table.
I ate the chocolate and then reached for the glass to sip the last drops of whisky. There's still the cigar I want to smoke. Impatiently, I took the lighter out of my jacket pocket and held it to the cigar. Puff puff puff. It smells wonderful.

What is that great sound that makes my ears hurt so much?
It's my alarm clock, it was just a dream... I'm only a perfumer at Xerjoff..