you, Quorthon and the rest of the members of the Inner Circle were in a 'meeting' ritual of sorts in Helvete's basement in Oslo. how you got caught up in the mess is beyond you but oh well. the basement was dimly lit, the odd candle here and there. there was a pentacle on the floor in the middle of the room with all your...'acquaintances' shall we say surrounding it. the man leading the ritual was Øystein Aarseth (Euronymous) guitarist of Mayhem. you were close enough friends with him to even be here.

though you weren't much of a Satanist and didn't see much point of participating in this blood letting ritual, you still went to the monthly meetings. you sat on the couch next to your close friend, Quorthon who was a few years older than you. his arm was wrapped tightly around your shoulder, having you pressed right up against his warm body. this man was like a radiator holy hell! Quorthon wasn't much of a Satanist either.

he watched the ritual, a tad bit zoned out, fiddling with his mjollnir pendant on his necklace, you had a matching one to his that he gave you for your birthday earlier on in the year