"Motherfucker!  We're all gonna die!"

A single voice stampeded the crowd away from the stage.  It twisted itself into a knot of screaming flesh that pressed against the locked exits.  Its collective face had become distorted in a singular expression of horror.  On the way to the doors some of the crowd was trampled into the cement floor; some of it was crushed by the sudden rush of adrenaline.  Those that could fight found themselves turning against the rest and disposing of as many of the screaming fans as they could handle.  Some of them gouged out eyes with their wire coat hangers.  Others bit off chunks of flesh, like bits of apple, and spat the bloody hunks onto the floor.  Still others elbowed, kicked and stomped until they collapsed from exhaustion, transforming instantly into victims themselves.  The strongest ones managed to block the exits for a while.  Their faces showed a greater intensity of fear when they began to hack at the crowd with folded metal chairs.  Rather than barring the exits, these desperate individuals were protecting themselves from something that had infiltrated the crowd.  Eventually they were overcome by the sheer mass of its strength.  Hundreds of dismembered bodies exploded through the doors screaming at the tops of their lungs and flooding the streets of Santa Cruz like shit from a broken sewer main.

The sound of "Janie's Wound" continued to play uninterrupted as the auditorium emptied out.  The sound was nearly perfect.  It fell on the unsympathetic ears of the hundreds of fans who lay scattered and dying on the floor.  The music played without benefit of its lead guitar and vocalist.  The other band members were crying hysterically as they remained inextricably attached to their respective instruments.  Their feet were solidly grounded to the floor of the wooden stage.  Something prevented them from running away.  Its enormous power controlled their movements while it emerged in the footlights, covered in pungent yellow slime, only a few feet away.  The band members were compelled to play, while the grotesque drama unfolded before their eyes.  Without missing a beat, each performed his part impeccably.  When the music finally came to a stop, each knew his turn would come.