You were born with a very, VERY annoying disability. You were mute. In short, you couldn't speak or anything of the sort. It made it hard to communicate with people your age. So, instead of being able to learn normal English, you could only spell. And you wrote on paper to talk to people. Boringggg.

You had grown up, and later on in high school, you learned sign language. It was a bummer that nobody could actually speak to you with it. So you stuck to the whole paper thing.

You were a really big fan of music, and you decided to start learning guitar. It was so much fun to you. Not being able to sing the songs you played while playing them was a bummer, but it was fun with what you could do. You soon became addicted to going to local concerts. So that's all that you did.

Without realizing it, you bought VIP tickets for another local show. Some guy called Will Wood. That's is....a genuinely stupid name. But whatever. I hoped this guy was good. It was a Saturday, and it had better not be a waste of a weekend. And your work day off.

You showed up to the concert on that day. It seemed like a good show, with all of the equipment up on stage. You watched the show in full, and after the show, you got in line for the VIP meeting. You could get him to sign the vinyl you bought and also get a photo with him. Cool. You had a paper with things written on it. Perfect. It was great. Until some dude spilled his beer by you. You saved the vinyl, but the paper was thrashed. Great.

Oh, and you were next, by the way.