"Hey guys! I'm sorry for being late," Kira apologized to her band members. "Apparently we're ready, so let's start with the new song first." The others nodded in response while their lead soloist plugged in her electric. In the meantime, Conner and Ethan sat down at a nearby table.
Kira had played her guitar for years, knowing the distinct features of its tuning and sound. Something appeared to be off although she couldn't recognize it. Oh well she thought. I'm probably just tired. "Ready."
All of the audience members were expecting some great arrangement of power chords and witty lyrics that the girl usually came up with; instead they witnessed a sight of pure terror.