The-IGC

When I came to, I was on some kind of large stage, guitar strapped around my neck. I looked down in shock, “What the hell?!” I asked, and then took a furtive glance all around me. Singer and bassist to my right, and a drummer behind? The loud yells f the crowd were deafening as they called out, “Play something!” or, “get off stage idiots!” Were just a few of the nasty comments I could make out. The singer looked at me, and I looked down, going red, “Uhm... I can't play guitar,” I said, but no one seemed to pay attention as everyone else began to get started. Click the link provided in the description