"How did I... get here?" He said, holding his guitar. He was in a strange place. Strange because of how weirdly ordinary it was. He remembered protesting on a nearby campus. Then, a police officer pointed his gun at him, and then... nothing. He realized he was in a room not unlike where he used to play. He sat in a chair on the stage, and started playing 'Intervention', and gently singing. "The king's taken back the throne/The useless seed is sown." He could almost hear his bandmates playing with him. He continued, until... was that someone in the audience? Oh no. He reddened in the face, but then the figure started clapping. "Sorry to intrude. This sounded great!" "Oh- Uh- Th-thanks." "I'm guessing you're new here?" "I g-guess." "I'm Penn. Come with me so I can introduce you to everyone." "O-Okay." --- "Who's the newbie?" "H-hi. I'm Capstan." "H-h-hi, Capstan." "Shut UP, Cupid. Hi, I'm Orchid. Don't mind the crowd, they're really not that scary once you get to know them." "O-okay. Sorry for being direct, but WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ME?" "Whoa! Cool down. Ok, so long story short, you're a god now." "I'm a what?" "A god. It means you died, and now you represent something." "Oh, well it's gotta be music, right?" Another stepped up. "Nope, that's me. I'm Jackie." "Oh. Then, it's protest. I'm really passionate about that stuff." "Suits you well. Nice guitar, by the way." "Thanks! I painted it myself." "Nice!" "So, do I get a room here, or what?" Penn pointed to a room down the hall. "Yeah. Yours should be right down that way. Decorate it how you like!" "Thanks." He walked into his room. He could get used to this...
