Band Party Voodoo House

My old band has decided to get together and perform for our friends. The bass player Stan has made arrangements to rent an old house for our party from a nearby church. We are downtown in some old city, probably New Orleans or New York. The city is a bit run down but still quite beautiful to me. All of my friends look like they did fifteen years ago. The drummer Trey shows up in typical style with a beautiful girlfriend and asshole buddies. The lead guitar player pulls up in his red Trans Am and is eager to plug in his amp and make some noise. I find myself repressing angry feelings toward the both of them for breaking up the band.

Stan shows up looking frazzled from working that day and takes us all to the church to get the keys to the party house. The church is not having service but there are several people milling around the place. The head of the church was some type of voodoo woman and there were stone sarcophagus around the alter area. There is some confusion about the rental of the house and it turns out that Stan made arrangements with some flake that answered the phone instead of the proper person. He has also greatly under paid for the rental. We try to correct the problem, but the house appears to be booked and is very expensive to boot.

There are allot of people gathering to see the show and the day is waning. I am stressing because we have not played together in a long time and I am worried about remembering the songs. I want to get in some practice time. We decide to go setup in the old house anyway and people are starting to drink and get excited. I am excited too. I feel very young and alive.

Things start to get fuzzy at this point. Some people from the church are mad that we are using the house. It turns out that they are some kind of cult. They have long robes and the head lady is quite crazy and angry. I am afraid that they will call the police on us. I seem to remember being back in the church and hiding. I was being chased. I sensed that there was something bad about the stone coffins and was afraid some ancient evil would be released. Thank god I had to get up and pee.