Your drummer had disappeared and been replaced with him. He was the life of the party. While everyone else in the band went along with it, you sensed something off, and it was clear he knew. You'd make eye contact and he'd always snicker at your staring

In the back before a show, you walked in on him getter dressed. You stopped in your tracks as you saw him shirtless, blue and bleach white skin stitched together. This man wasn't human. That same snickering came from him as he noticed you