The Mystery Pack of Smokes

So, I woke up a couple days ago to a slightly odd occurrence. I always keep the belongings that I carry around with me in the pocket of my pants. There it all stays until the next day when I transfer the stuff to the next pair that I am going wear that day. It is just a habit that I have formed in order to make sure that I don't lose things often. Saturday morning I was going to do the routine switch when I found something new in my left front cargo pocket. It was a pack of Pall Mall cigarettes. The weird thing is that I don't smoke, never have and never will. Even weirder is that I have no idea how they got there and before anyone asks, alcohol was not involved.

I could have just thrown them away without a second thought. Yet, here I am carrying them around in my pocket. There is no lighter so the chances of me ever smoking any are less than nil. I just can't help but wonder if they are going to come in handy somehow. Something is definitely amiss.