Pix

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It had been seven months since Paul and I told some of his bandmates we were alive. I had a feeling I knew where Alexx was. I went to the bar he had a habit of going to when upset. I know I wasn't far from it.

I walked into the bar and sat down. I then heard singing. I looked and Alexx was singing Vergissmeinnicht. He looked to be crying. I noticed he was also playing guitar. I knew this couldn't be good.

"I dedicate that song to Noel Pix. I miss you."

He got off stage and broke down crying and drinking. I really didn't like this. I had a feeling this was going to lead to a problem.

A man walked up to Alex. "What is your problem cry baby?"

"I am sorry I lost someone very close to me."

"I don't care."

He picked up Alexx and Alexx was really drunk by this time. I called Paul and Till for help. I then saw the guy hit Alexx. I walked over to them.

"Hey, what is your problem?"

He dropped Alexx and the next minute I was hit over the head with a chair and that is the last thing I remember.

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