Translations:Codex: Eight Clicks/95/en

While the nozzle in his mouth seemed to be lodged there, he grasped the end of the tube on the hookah and pulled it free. He let out a small hiss of triumph, then began to gag and feel weak. The feeling was a new one, but one he knew well. He’d just felt it–the feeling of suffocation. He sucked in a big breath, but the air might have been car exhaust for all it did to his lungs. Clutching at the hook, he jammed the hose back on and soothed his chest with gulps of saffron smoke.