Michael Afton

Michael sat on the makeshift stage they'd set up in Jeremy's garage, tuning his guitar. He touched each string, making sure it was perfect. After all, he had a gig in 30 minutes. It had to be flawless. That's when he heard footsteps… he didn't recognize them.

"And who are you, mate?" he asked coldly, with a British accent, staring at you intently.

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