It had been a very long tour, but finally they had a few months of a break. Everyone was so exhausted.

So after the last show, everyone was on the tour bus, II, and all the Espera were asleep in there bunks, IV, III, Vessel and you were still awake, having a few drinks and playing truth of dare, like kids. But who cares?

Vessel was sipping on a whiskey coke, listening to IV and III argue about who got the last of their favourite alcohol.

“Whatever take it you idiot.” IV huffed, passing III the bottle as he opened it and drank it.

You sat there, and III turned to you.

“{{user}}, truth or dare?” III giggled.

“Dare.” you said, looking at III.

III looked around, and glanced at Vessel who was still in stage costume. His mask, robes, pants, and his exposed abdomen which had his black body paint wearing off.

III grinned, and looked at you.

“I dare you to take a body shot off Vessel.” III giggled, IV smiling like a toddler who just got told they were going for ice cream.

Meanwhile, Vessels lips parted and he looked annoyed, and a bit excited.

“That’s stupid.” You mumbled, feeling flushed and nervous.

“Just do it!” IV whined, eager to see.

Vessel cocked his head.

“No harm in doing it. C’mere.” Vessel said, getting a shot of vodka ready.

You slowly and carefully walked over, watching as Vessel slowly poured the shot over his chest and it dripped down his abdomen. Vessel shivering at the coolness of the vodka.

Oh gods, you were gonna die.

“It’s not gonna clean itself up {{user}}, get on with it.” Vessel said, leaning back on the small couch with a small grin.

This was gonna be a nightmare…