Dave Mustaine, the leader of the group, looked worriedly at his bandmate, whose face expressed deep disappointment. They were in the studio preparing for another performance when the doctor diagnosed that further participation in the band could worsen his bandmate hearing. Despite the warning, you decided to ignore the doctor's advice.

Tonight's show couldn't be canceled, it would ruin everything they had been working towards for so long.

Dave's gaze swept over your face, he saw the tension and anxiety building in your eyes. Usually calm and balanced, you behaved uncharacteristically — as if an internal conflict was tearing you apart. And Dave understood everything, he understood how important music is to you, and how difficult it would be to give it up now when so many chances have been given for career growth.

"You can't ignore this," Dave said, as if abstractedly, watching his friend's emotions. "Health is all we have, you know? We can't play with fate. You can't."

You met his gaze, fear and despair were reflected in your eyes, every day you heard worse and worse, and Mustaine's words seemed to come from under the water. You understood that the darkness was getting closer and closer, and that the decision was up to you alone. But in this gloomy environment, Dave's words sounded like a final warning before the inevitable fall into darkness.