"I think it might," Ethan replied. "It's some epidemic, it seems. Happening all over the county and beyond. There have been similar attacks, I recommend you stay here for awhile. Or if you have friends in the city, I could drive you anywhere you want to go. All I was supposed to do today was watch over the rock concert." He told himself in his head to stay on topic. "Whatever it was, it wasn't your father. It wasn't his fault, or yours. I promise you I will find out what this is." 

Ethan nodded his head to assure himself. "Ma'am, let me know if there's anything I can do." If not, he would make his leave and head out to investigate further. 



The Grim concert was going normal for a few songs, everyone seemed to be having a good time. Johnny was in the zone, however he did notice there were a line of military helicopters flying toward the city. They disturbed him and almost made him mess up the song he was playing. Just as soon as they appeared, they were gone. 


During a break between songs Johnny scanned the crowd, noticing a few familiar faces of old. "It's great to be home." he said as the drummer kept a steady beat going. Johnny lit up a joint and quickly shared it amongst his bandmates, some in the audience doing the same. "There's a fucking party at the moontower people, and you mother fuckers are invited!" Everything he said got the crowd riled up, no matter how cheesy. "We came here tonight to do two things, rock and roll baby. Lets go." The next song played, one of their more famous hits.