The Crypt Killer Five finished their last set and sat back satisfied with the night’s performance.
They had played a whole bunch of new material. It was a first for them playing a selection of jazz, rock and country.
The venue was the old cloisters once home to the Dominican Sisters, long since extinct. Now days it was the gun place to go for the coolest and most exciting music in the district. Tonight had been a huge success. The manager had booked them again for a gig in the next month and several other venues had approached them to play as well.
Things were looking up and their decision to broaden their musical base was paying off.
It was an excellent venue as the acoustics were near to perfect.
On their third gig they came undone though. They arrived to the place in darkness. Not a soul was there…
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