Zoe sat on the floor in disbelief "what happened?" Thinking to herself, after shaking off the grogginess she stood on her feet, the remains of her sneakers still tied to her feet. Looking to the floor where the guitar had been dropped sent a shiver through her body, kneeling down to inspect it, she found not a scratch on it from when it hit the ground. Something in her mind was telling her to get rid of the unholy instrument, but something wicked beckoned her to pick it up.
Looking at the fret board Zoe noticed blood staining the runes, immediately checking her fingers for any wounds, but she was unharmed. The evil began to call to her once again, the riffs playing over in her mind as she picked it up ready to play again. Just as she stood up straight, Zoe was brought back to reality as the garage door opened up, her father walking in "ah here you are. Your mother had been calling you for breakfast, I didn't see your bedroom door closed so I thought I would find you here......" Zoe's dad paused looking over to the busted amp, then to his daughter holding the new guitar. "I don't recall you having that one" he said pointing to the instrument "..... and it appeared it was too much for your amplifier. Look I don't mind you spending your money on these items but could you at least buy some better clothes, I can never keep up with today's trend. Anyway come inside and have some breakfast" the whole time Zoe did not move.