The Blast.

“ Jesus fucking Christ!” Said Jimmy.
Pablo just stared at the mushroom-shaped cloud, though through his heroin filled eyes, there really is no telling what shape he saw.
“ Jesus fucking Christ!” Said Jimmy.
Pablo just stared at the flash of light emanating from the centre of the mushroom.
“ Jeeesus fucking Christ!” shouted Jimmy.
Pablo just swayed slowly, in his narcotic state, as the breeze from the mushroom hit him.
“ Fucking Jesus fucking Christ!” Screamed Jimmy in pain.
Pablo just stared at his skin burning. The bobbles of blood boiling from his fresh puncture-marks, and no pain, no pain.
“ Jez.” Said the incinerating Jimmy, as he fell to the ground.
Pablo fell to his knees, trying to remember the name of the dealer. "Really excellent stuff." he had said," Pure as gold."
“ You should have had some, Jimmy.” Said Pablo, as he met the screaming Jimmy, in a tunnel of light.