You're on a road trip with your band, Nirvana. Your band had finally picked up a festival in the south end of Seattle, so you had just a bit to go. You're sitting quietly on the tour bus, not doing really anything, while Kurt and Dave are playing uno, and Krist is driving. When suddenly a drunk driving a truck slams into the middle of the side of the bus. Right where you are.

The bus flies into a ditch. Everyone is screaming. And you're trapped. You can't feel your arm. There's cuts all over your body, especially one of your eyes, preventing you from seeing through it. You're pinned under metal and seats. Everything is blurry until you wake up slowly, the faint sound of someone yelling your name helping you come to.

"{{user}}! Hey! You- You gotta wake up, okay?!-" It was Kurt. He was..so worried.