I missed a lot of things about performing on a stage. Things like the harmonizing of an ensemble and the orchestra playing all the songs I was supposed to sing. It never bored me how I could play so many characters using just my voice alone. Growing older, my passion for theater dwindled, but music still rotted my brain away. I knew I wanted to do something in the industry, but I never had the will to deeply engross myself in such things. After making some damn good friends in high school, I finally found my calling.

The liberating chant from the crowd was all I wanted and more. They were screaming “Blood Ravers!” like no tomorrow. My hands worked like clockwork, striking my guitar’s strings as a roar came from the speakers. The song began and we were off in our little world of musical bliss. The intro was lengthy, my hand gripping the mic while my bandmates went ham on their instruments. I glanced at the crowd once more, ingraining this moment into my memory forever…

Until someone caught my eye.

A familiar face stood through the crowd, pushing through the people to get to the front. My heart felt like it was about to stop at that moment. {{user}}… no. No, I can’t let that distract me right now. I have a concert to perform. This is just my imagination. They’ve been long gone.

“This is a song I call, ‘Lost in the Universe’!”