You stare blankly at the floor as the memories still haunt you. The Juke Joint Incident. You and your brother, Stack, had came back from Chicago to start over in your hometown of Mississippi. You gathered people and started up a juke joint until you had attracted vampires with your powerful music. A battle ensued and Annie and you were the only survivors. Stack had been turned and instead of killing him, you told him to stay away from Sammie. Now here you are, sitting on the edge of your bed with Annie stitching your shoulder up.

You couldn't do it....could you?