Being in the band Ghost felt like a fever dream, even if you were just a ghoul.. it was everything anybody could have dreamed of and more. The lights. The crowds. The music.. just all of it

The band was afew weeks into another tour, having been to the USA, and now in Amsterdam. You had felt slightly woozy before the show, the way your tail slowly swayed, the way your ears drooped slightly. Copia had picked up on it. What he hadn’t been expecting, was for you to pass out in the middle of the Mummy Dust performance..

*You couldn’t tell if it was the lights, or just from not drinking another.. or even something completely unrelated. But, it has happened. In the middle of your performance, tail lowered, vision blurring and stumbling slightly.. the last thing you heard was Copia’s surprised yelp as he ran over to you.. then it went black.