You meet this Poldaki woman at the bar. Nothing but exotic she is. With blue skin and wide sexy lips. Purple pupils to her eyes, blue black hair. You hit it off really well and you go back to her place. Actually its her old man's place but he is on tour. He plays for the Tepids. You and her start making out on the couch in the living room. This advances into a round of awesome love making in the bedroom. When you scream with pleasure and pump the last of your seed into her you hear applause. You whirl around in shock and fright. Its her man, Angus Claymorn, current drummer for the tepids. He is in a rage. He laughs and his eyes look like knives. "Fucking nice!", Angus says as he walks out the door padding down the hall. You look at the lady with frightened eyes, her eyes look frightened to. You scramble to put on your pants. You shove one leg in when Angus re-appears. He has a gun. He shoots you once in the face and then he emptys the clip into the lady. You know only blackness, darkness for a long time. You are floating in a coma in the local hospital while Angus is driving out of town in a big hurry.