Devil's Music

The video interviewed by Yun Seok has become a big topic in Korea. After returning to Indonesia, he returned to his original filming, but the interview video produced good viewership rates for the broadcasting company's representative to encourage him to call directly. On top of that, the representatives of the United States and other television companies around the world were unable to get the video of the interview and paid for it.

The night after marble left, Gun put on his hat and left the hotel wearing a mask on Hakuman's shoulder. You circle around, making sure no one cares about you, and then walking the streets of Seattle in the evening.

The first place that Gun was found was the "EMP Museum," which said that everything in Jimmy Hendricks was on display. The museum's exterior was bizarre as Jimmy Hendricks was built after the show, inspired by broken guitars. After looking at the outside, I took out my smartphone and took a picture, and quickly checked that the museum exhibition was running out of time.

“Wow!"

In front of the gun, you see a mountain with a guitar of tremendous height. With over 500 guitars built by world-renowned architect Frank Gehry in honor of Jimmy Hendricks, the giant tower came as a shock to the gun. I listened to the music of Experience as it resounded, and watched photos and albums of Jimmy Hendricks in his lifetime. Seeing it for a long time stood in front of a large photograph with a large enlarged front view of Jimmy Hendricks.

Jimmy, how are you in heaven? I'm back. '

Gun spoke to Jimmy Hendricks in his mind. Jimmy Hendricks in the photo seemed to pop out quickly and smash the glass.

The spectacle didn't last long. It was too late because the opening hours of the exhibition hall had ended. The next step in the exhibition was the club's Crocodile, where the legend of Seattle Rock began. Many legendary bands, such as Nirvana, were lighter on their way to the clubs that remained sacred during indie performance.

A man walks in opposite the eye of the thing that was walking a little faster. The man was a skin-head, a man who grew unusually long on a coop. The man in the leather jumper is walking around shaking his body to see if he's drunk. The gun moves aside in case it bumps into a man. The man clears the case and walks again, rumbling. The gun looks back at the man, and suddenly he falls to the ground.

The shocked rush screams, shaking the man.

“Hey! Hey! Are you okay? Wake up! ”

The man was drunk enough to be insensitive, and no matter how much he shook it, he didn't think to wake up. Since it was a quiet alley, I found that there was hardly anyone to help, so I raised the man up. I looked around and saw a bench a little distance away, dragging the man to sit on the bench.

“Huff, huff. This guy's heavy. ”

The gun lets out a sigh and doesn't budge next to the bench where the man sits, so he breathes and then taps the man's cheek again.

“Hey, hey! Wake up! ”

The unconscious man slaps his cheek, slightly opening his eyes, then muttering and closing his eyes again.

“I'm sorry, sorry. I was wrong, Daryl.

When Gun saw the man's spirit return for a moment, he glanced at him and waved again, but the man was dehumanized. I looked at the man with an embarrassed look on my face and looked at the watch.

‘Ah, the show must have started. What do we do? You don't know him anyway. ’

I was thinking about the case for a moment, and I heard the vibration of the phone inside the man's leather jumper.

‘Yes, I should ask her to come pick me up if she knows anyone. I don't want to go. ’

When I searched a man's pocket and took out his phone, he answered the phone.

“Hello?"

“Yes? Who are you? Isn't that Philip's phone? That's weird. That's a number. ”

Gun stood up and looked at the man who had lost his mind.

“Oh, I see. The owner of the phone is drunk and on the street. I got a call on the way to help. I'm sorry, could you come pick me up if you're close? ”

“Oh, really? Philippe, he's in trouble again. I'm sorry, where is it? ”

“This is Blanchard Street. Do you know a club crocodile? It's on the way there. ”

“Oh, that's close. I'll be there in five minutes. Can you hold on a second? ”

“Oh, yeah, I can wait five minutes. I'll wait for you, please come quickly. ”

Gun hangs up, sits on the bench and opens his base.

‘Udd · · · · He said he'll be back in 5 minutes, so let's just wait comfortably. ’

I looked next to the man who lost his mind to see if Gun had found time in his mind.

‘What a strange head. But... where did you see it? You look familiar. ”

The gun sits properly in the man's armpit and looks at his face.

“Well, where did you see it? Why do I look so familiar? ”

As Gun tilts his head and chews off the man's face, a man jumps across the street without crossing.

“Huff, huff. Philippe!!"

When I looked at the man with the gun, I noticed a white, 40-year-old man. When the case got up from its place, the man said,

“Huff, huff. Are you the one who answered the phone? Thank you so much."

Gun swung his hand and said.

“Oh, no. It's nothing. Then take him now. ”

The man nods, his hands on his knees for a moment and chooses to breathe.

“Huff, huff. Now, wait a minute. ”

The man searches his pocket and pulls out a business card and pushes it.

“Here's my business card. My name is Walter O'Brian. Excuse me, can I get your number? ”

The gun is slightly alert and asks.

“Yes? Phone number? Why is that?”

He opens his waist and looks at the man who lost his mind and says,

“Phillip, that guy is living like a jackass, but if you just let him help you out, you're gonna get in trouble. I'm sure they'll find you when they wake up and hear what's going on. I'm serving meals.”

The gun said with an awkward smile.

“No, I didn't help you in return. ”

He shakes his hand as if he were not Wilter and pushes his phone out.

“Just let it go, and tomorrow I'll be beaten to death by this fellow. Just give me your number and save me. I'll try not to be as troubling as possible. ”

He looked at his phone, picked up the phone, typed in the number, and returned it. After pressing the call button and confirming that the signal is going, Wilter said.

“I don't mind, but my car is across the street. Can you just move it with me? I'm so sorry!”

Gun lays Haku across the bench for a moment, then takes off his coat.

“Yes, it shouldn't be difficult. You mean that red car over there? I'll lift your torso, so raise your lower body. ”

Gun picks up the guy, whimpering with Wilter, and puts him in the car. He pushed the man into the back seat, closed the door, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

“Thank you so much for today. I'm not usually this kind of friend, but after a few years of bad things, I often do this. We'll be in touch when you wake up. Let's have a meal. ”

The gun shakes its head and says:

“It's okay. Take a look, then. ”

After taking a look at the case for a moment, he smiled.

“You don't seem to like rock very much, do you? I thought you were a rock music enthusiast because you know club crocodiles and you carry guitars. ”

The gun tilts its head.

“Oh, I love it. We were still on our way to Crocodile. ”

Wilter twitches his eyebrows, pointing at the man in the back seat and asking.

“Don't you know a guy who likes rock? ”

After reviewing the man in the trunk of the car, he said,

“Oh, I thought you looked familiar, but you must be a musician. ”

I told him with my own eyes that this is ridiculous.

“It's Philip Angelmo. Don't you know him? ”

I asked him again, not remembering him for a moment.

“Oh · · Sorry. You must be famous. ”

Wilter said with a slightly dazed expression. “Vocal Philip Angelmo from PANTERA. ”

I opened my eyes wide, surprised.

“Yes? A panther? ”

As Wilter nods, the gun sticks to the window of the car and sees the man lying inside again.

Oh, my God, it's real! It's Philip Angelmo, right? ’

After seeing Wilter's surprise, he smiles as if he knew.

“I thought you really didn't know because you refused to eat. Usually you want to eat together. ”

When I looked at Wilter with the gun wide open, he smiled again and said,

“Dinner. Are you going to eat? ”

The gun nods loudly.

“Yes, yes! We have to! Contact us! ”

He waves his phone and says,

“I'll get back to you tomorrow. We'll contact you before dinner as he wakes up. ”

The gun nods, and Wilter, who waves his hand, gets in the driver's seat and starts the car. I thought I was looking through the back of a disappearing red SUV.

"Oh, my God, Pantera. ’

It was about 10 minutes later that the gun stood still and stared at the direction the car had disappeared. The rush to see the wristwatch jumped into the club crocodile was halfway through the performance. The thought of watching indie bands was all I could think about.

After not focusing on the performance, I came back to the hotel, looked at the empty liquid in my phone, and fell asleep with my phone in my hand. The next day, after finishing my lunch, I put on my hat and walked down the streets of Seattle. It was a little after 5 pm that the phone was ringing while watching.

It was answering the phone as soon as the vibration rang once.

“Hello, Mr. Wilter? ”

“Oh, hello. ”

Beyond the phone, I thought it was the voice of the Wilter I met yesterday. The accuser panics for a moment, checking the number on the phone's crystal, and then returning the call. The opposing party calls first.

“Looking for the person who helped me yesterday, is that you? ”

The case turned red and said.

“Oh, yes! I'm right.”

“Yes, thank you. Actually, I don't remember yesterday. I asked Wilter, and he gave me his number. Do you have time for dinner? I'll buy you a beer. ”

“Oh, yes. Of course I have time."

“Yeah, you know the club crocodile, right? I'll see you there at 7: 00. ”

“Yes, it is. I'll see you later."

After hanging up the phone, he reaches out and shouts into his heart.

"Hail, Philip Angelmore!" Take lots of pictures! ’

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