When Violet Eyes came on stage, the crowd got even wilder. After the set, they left even wilder. Many of the VIP fans were invited to the after show party. All the guys were super excited about the party, as most male rock stars are, but the girls weren't big partiers. But what the heck, it's the first concert so why not go to the first party? The girls arrived there last, they had to shower and fix their hair. When they arrived the party was already in full swing, the music was loud, the girls were dancing, and the alcohol was flowing. Axel ran straight to Casey and they started talking about what they liked and disliked about Ozzy Osbourne. Pandora found some adoring fans and signed some autographs, Midori went straight to the bar, while Izzy looked in disappointment that she didn't come to him (even though he was surrounded by girls already). Judy stood near the back and glanced around and saw a tall Mohawk that peered over the crowd. She walked closer around the chanting crowd around Johnny.
"You Americans are a bunch of pussies…hand me that bottle!!!" A smiling college fan gleefully handed him a full bottle of vodka. Un amazement he chugged the whole thing down in about eight seconds. When he was done he smashed the bottle down on the table. She tried counting the number of drinks he consumed in that day. Let's see he had one…two…three maybe before the show, plus one in the trailer, oh God how long has he been here? Oh God he is going to be wasted! She looked toward him, and everybody was cheering him on. Oh God, don't encourage this… He turned toward the bar, "One more!!!"
"No more, I think you've had enough."
Johnny cursed and walked off, of course he didn't have to go far to find more alcohol. Not only is Johnny broken hearted…but he's an alcoholic. Judy wanted to turn and leave, but something caused her to stay. She tried to find Midori, she has some sense. She saw her talking to a male, Japanese fan. She was about five feet away from her when a very drunk male came toward her. He muttered an inappropriate comment regarding him and her so she punched him in the face. She didn't get the nickname 'nails' for nothing. Midori turned around, "Judy, what happen!?"
"I'm leaving! See you at the trailer."
"Okay, buy Judy." Midori turned around and went back to her conversation with the Japanese boy.
Judy was walking toward the door. She was halfway their when she glanced and saw an old couch, with Johnny Napalm lying on it. He was probably passed out, and so were about ten other drunks around that place. But there was something that pulled her toward that couch. His back of his leather jacket was facing her, the Union Jack patch stood out the most. She walked over and looked at his face. He was obviously passed out. Drool was coming out of his mouth and his eyes were slightly open, and only the whites were showing. Wait a minute…that's not normal. She put her hand on his neck, trying to check for a pulse. Judy thought she could feel one, but it was probably the vibration of the music from the stereo. She preformed one last check, she pulled out a compact mirror from her pocket and put it under his nose, to check to see if he was breathing. There was no steam in the glass. Judy panicked and dialed 911.
"Hello 911 what is your emergency." Judy tried to explain what was the problem, but it was too loud.
"Miss are you there, I can't hear you."
Judy moved ran out the door. "Hello I'm at a party and there's this guy who had WAY too much to drink and I think he's dead!" Judy was crying now.
"Okay miss, where is he?"
"Inside!!!"
"Have you checked his pulse?"
Judy was hysterical at this point, "Just send a damn ambulance!"
Within ten minutes the party was broken up by the sound of sirens and paramedics. Johnny was loaded onto the stretcher and taken away. Everybody in that room that was somewhat sober realized that that concert earlier, was probably Johnny's last concert.