Stay Chill

Heavy Blow To Heavy Metal

at the record store, there were charred remains of rock and metal, alternative rock, and reggae albums on one corner of the room of the interior. The fire that light them up like matchwood was already extinguished, but the smell of fire was still a little strong inside. Luna, Color Fire, and Lincoln could hardly believe what just happened inside, and one thing left out was pop albums from rather cruddy artists, and anything to do with today's pop music, along with show-tune albums and records were still in one piece.

"Oh my gosh." Luna said.

"Mon dieu." Mason breathed. "Someone just broke in the record store and caused all of this?"

"Uh-huh." the record manager replied, with eyes filled with tears. "A pair of monsters came and did all of this to all those timeless CD's and records!" he looked away with tears Luna comforted him. "Easy. Who did it?"

The manager stopped his blubbering and began explaining: "the cameras up there got the two scumbags on camera. They were in all-black clothes, and the began trashing the good records and left the cruddy albums and CDs in one piece. It... it was just so weird. Their faces weren't shown, because they had black masks on themselves."

Luna, Mason, and Lincoln looked puzzled by this, and they wondered about who would cause such an atrocity. Lincoln looked over to the burnt pile of cds and albums, and they ranged from "Use your Illusion 1 and 2", "Slippery when Wet", "Master of Puppets", "Ace of Spades", "Ring of Fire", "Beggar's Banquet". Bob Marley's "Legends and his other albums, "Mechanical Resonance", and other albums that belonged to the good music section.

The rocker girl gasped at what appeared to be charred remains of one of Mick Swagger's albums, entitled: "Gimme Swelter" on it. A great rage built up inside of her, and a burning flame was burning in her heart for revenge. She already began developing a huge hatred to whoever caused this such vandalism. Mugging and harassing bystanders are one thing, but when they mess with rock music, Luna is determined to put those kind of people to justice.

For Lincoln, he was sad to see many SMOOCH albums being burned to charred remains as well. "I can't believe it. Whoever did this has no taste in music."

"Lincoln," said Mason, "I deeply concur with you. What kind of people would want to burn albums with good music into nothing but piles of ashes as if they were using a flamethrower?"

"They didn't use a flamethrower," the manager specified. "They were using some gasoline and pulled out a lighter to burn those albums."

"Do you know if they were a male or female?" Lincoln asked.

"Well, one of them was a female, and another one was male for sure, kid. Like I have mentioned, they wore black masks and black clothing and it didn't reveal their identities."

"Well, we'll get to the bottom of this." Luna vowed. "They'll pay for ruining a good Mick Swagger CD." Indeed, she sounded determined to take down who caused such vandalism in such a place like this one. "I wish there was a way to repair the damages those dirtbags caused."

The manager smiled with gratitude, and said: "thank you kids so much. You might want to ask one of the customers that came here yesterday. I think that a few of them might know what those creeps were."

Luna, Mason, and Lincoln began asking around the area for some answers about who caused this terrible vandalism. So far, they haven't really uncovered any solid evidence about this little caper. Until, one person looking in his middle ages, went up to the three. "Excuse me," he said in a low voice that sounded a little wet, but with a low, Brooklyn accent. "I think I might know who have done this."

Luna, Mason, and Lincoln had hopeful looks on their faces. "Who did it?'

"Well, you might know me or not, but-"