Øystein, his band members, his friends, and his fans all met up at an abandoned farmhouse him and his band members lived. It was total chaos, but they didn’t see anything wrong with it. People were drinking, smoking, puking, eating, having sex, and just being wild. Øystein grabbed a rifle and shot a window, holding up the rifle as the crowd cheered.

His gaze shifted to a girl. He smiled a little and winked at her, not to tease her, but to at least let her know she has his attention.