Silently Judging You

Mikeys POV
i woke up feeling sick with blurry vision and a huge headache. I turned over to see Gee lying on the ground next to me, unconscious. I looked around the room, trying to figure out were we might be. it was a garage with blueish-grey walls and had a big red stripe that went across the middle of the wall and went all around the room. In the back i saw my bass, a guitar, as well as a drum set and a microphone. Off to the side there was a piano. There were lights fixed to the ceiling that pointed towards the instruments. This room looked familiar for some odd reason.

" Gee, wake up!" I said as i shook him awake. He slowly opened his eyes, turned to the side and puked on the floor. As he sat up he looked as confused as i was. " why are we in the garage from the' Im Not Okay (I Promise)' video?". Thats why i recognized it. " im pretty sure a crazed fan kiddnapped us,".

I heard a door open so i turned to see who it was. Three guy were thrown into the garage with us. Yay. Company. Gerard and i helped them get the bags that covered their faces off. I recognized two of them as Patrick Stump from Fall Out Boy and Brendon Urie from Panic! At The Disco, but had no idea who the third guy was. He seemed to recignize me though. his eyes grew wide and he muttered something about drugged food and some person called Tyler.

We all introduced ourselves. The other guys name was Josh Dun. He was apperently the drummer from Twenty- One Pilots. None of had really any idea why we were here so that didnt help us at all. At least we all had our instruments here to keep us busy. At one point some guy came in and instaled some sort of electrical white board thing that had a projector on it. Gerard said that it was called a Smart Board. He also brought us food and put in a mini fridge every morning.

About a week later we got some instructions on the Smart Board. It said that we had to create and perform two full songs. After we completed our task, and only then, would we be brought back to exactly were we were when we were kidnapped. If not then they had technology that could torture us for centuries while still keeping us alive. I think that the first choice was more appealing to everyone in the room. Patrick took a marker looking thing and wrote a response on the board. Ughh, know we actually had to stay here longer.

Notes

Hey killjoys,
comment to tell me if you like the story so far and wish me a happy birthday and good luck on my royal conservatory piano exam.
thanks <3