I over slept and was late. I looked and had to get on a bike to make it to our concert. I barely made it and I didn't have time to take our lucky shot or harness myself in for the opening scene. I see why Paul was afraid the time it happened to him. Then I had a bad feeling about this.
The rigging didn't brake like it did on Paul. We started to play and Paul was on drums. I was on lead and Omega was on rhythm. Till was singing. Oliver was on bass and Flake was on keyboard. I was worried about something going wrong. I did not like being switched with Paul. I wanted to be me again.
I then was looking at Omega he had to feel weird playing with us. He wasn't afraid of the fire. It didn't take him long to learn our songs.
I wondered why I hated Paul so much? I never used to hate him. We used to be friends. Now everything he does gets on my nerves. I do wish he would quit and play in another band.
We had a good show and we watched Ghost's Ritual and they did a good job with the line up changes. I was glad their Ritual went well. It didn't take Schneider long to learn their songs.
I went back to the place I was staying and found the camera Paul used the day I yelled at him. I left and went to take more pictures. I had no Idea why I was doing this. I hate taking pictures. I then found a nice bird and took a picture of that. I ended up with over 100 pictures of things. I then took a picture of the sunset.
I went back to the place we were staying and found Paul drunk and smoking, I had a feeling that it meant walking a mile in another persons shoes and meant to act and become like them. This was bad. I knew what was going to happen next.
Paul came over to me. "Where have you been?"
"Taking Pictures."
"Why, You doing that for?"
"I was asking myself the same thing."
"Richard, I hate you. Do you know that?"
"Yes, I know that."
He got so mad, he then got closer and started to hit me. He he just kept hitting me and I think he broke something. I passed out and don't know what happened after I passed out.
