It’s just a normal weekend for you, and you’re listening to Type O Negative while you’re going through boxes in the attic of your parent’s house. You come across one with VHS tapes inside it and you find one with recordings of a TON concert on it. It must belong to someone in your family, you assume. You take it home and pop it in your VCR and watch it. You sigh, wishing it was 1993 so you could see them. After a while, you fall asleep. When you wake up, your surroundings are much different…