People were screaming.
The bass was thumping loudly, the drum beats heavy and the delicate riffs of the guitar reverberated throughout the stadium. Then came the guitar solo and everyone in that dome went ballistic.
Two girls swimming through, what seemed to be, an ocean of grinding bodies watched in awe as the vocalist went back up on stage and continued singing their last song but he sounded different than he did before the set break. He sounded terrible, practically out of tune, forgetting the words, but the crowd did not seem to mind.
The vocalist turned his head away from the microphone to cough, and he coughed so hard that blood splattered on the stage and he collapsed. The entire crowd yelled, even more, thinking it was all part of the act until the bassist dropped his instrument and ran over to the vocalist. The rest of the band stopped playing all at once and called for help.
The two girls in the front row exchanged looks and hurriedly made their way out of the crowd and into the exit doors.
"Call them, now!" The blonde instructed the brunette as they ran farther from the stage.
The entire stadium faded into silence then resurfaced into murmurs when suddenly the vocalist sat up straight and looked at the bassist. His eyes had turned gray and empty, blood was still dripping from his mouth when he sunk his teeth into the bassist's face ripping the skin off. The bassist screamed in agony and the rest of the band and crew tried to hold back the vocalist but it was already too late.
He has already jumped off the stage and into the crowd.
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Where Were You?
Mystery / ThrillerA series of short stories that tells the tale of where some people were in the beginning of mankind's decline.
