The man was sat on the arm chair, holding his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do, or if he could indeed do anything. All he knew was that it would be better for everyone, and himself, if he just kept his mouth shut.

"I'm so sorry. So fucking sorry…" He trailed off, then suddenly thought back to the moment his band mate, his best friend, had shouted at him, sneering that he never wanted to see him again, and his whole being just suddenly dissolved into heart wrenching sobs.

"I've never seen him act like that before, even while we were in high school, and he hated that place." Their band mate, and other best friend, The Rev, whispered softly. He couldn't figure out what the distraught man sat in the arm chair had done wrong, but kept his thoughts, and his hands, firmly to himself.

"It shouldn't have happened, man, not like this." Another member, Johnny Christ, shook his head in disgust.

"We need to calm down, Johnny-" The fifth, and final, member of Avenged Sevenfold, M. Shadows, started.

Intro: I've been with the boys for three years now. I can really say that I'm happy to be here, and I'm sure they are too.
Especially Brian, I really don't call him syn anymore. He's like my father now. We are just a big happy family now. That's what
Johnny said. Zacky still creeps me out a little, He always has. But I still love him. And when we play together, he say's we
sound better together than Him and Brian. But I think he says that just to make me feel good. Then theres Matt. To me he is
A mentor. He pretty much is one of the coolest guys I know. I think he understands me a little more than the others. They all tell
me that if i ever need any thing that they wold be right there for me, but I usually go to Matt, just because he gets me. And The rev, Jimmy. Although
I never met him becausem of the unfortunate event, I feel He's with me. It's actually hard for me to believe He's dead because I have
heard so many stories about him that I feel like I know him so well personally. And being Avenged Sevenfold's new and probably

“- go down,” I heard laughter.
“What?” My voice echoed off the steel walls as I sat bolt upright in my uncomfortable bed.
“- world go down,” that same voice. It was starting to sound louder, as if the owner of the voice was getting closer to me. A shiver ran down my spine.

“Where am I? What’s going on? Please tell me!” I was starting to panic as my chest seized up, and my breathing quickened.
“Shh, it’s ok,” a whisper wrapped around me and I instantly relaxed. I yawned.
“Please tell me who’s there,” I whispered.
“Not that I could, or that I would-”
“- let it burn, under my skin, let it burn. Oh my God. Jimmy, is that you?!” A scream ripped itself from my throat, making my ears ring and ache.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
A beat… That was definitely a drum beat. I started to weep, tears streaming down my cheeks, and I looked towards my wooden bedroom door. I must be going mad, Jimmy’s… Gone.