Slash has had enough...
“Hey man” Axl greeted him softly as he left the drummer’s room.
“Bought you some coffee, thought you might need it”
“Thanks Ax man”
“Dreams again?” the redhead asked, nodding towards Steve’s door
“Yeah, I just wish he’d tell me what the fuck they were about”
“He’s not going to” Duff put in, having had left his room to come and join their conversation, Izzy had followed him
“It’s this demon thing” the brunette added, sitting down on the floor, leaning against the wall, copying everyone else but embracing his knees rather than just sitting there.
“Yeh but why it’s picking on Steve?” the others shrugged. “Have any of you two had dreams?” Axl laughed
“Slash I have insomnia, the longest I can go without sleep I around two weeks, without proper sleep anyway, I sleep at the studio, I’ve never had dreams that something’s influenced”
“Nor have I” Izzy replied. Then jumped as Steve yelped from inside his room.
“There he goes again” Duff muttered, Slash could feel his rage building but couldn’t bite his tongue for much longer before he yelled
“Just leave him alone! Leave us alone! Just fuck off!!!” all the other Guns had jumped when Slash yelled.
“Careful Slash, it can lock the door and then we won’t be able to get to Steve” Axl warned him as the bedroom door in front of them started to swing shut. However Slash had clearly had enough as he kicked the door open violently and strode into the room. As soon as Slash was inside, Steve fell silent in his sleep and the door swung shut and locked.
Slash turned as the door locked, moved toward it and grabbed the door handle but as he did, he cried out and let go, feeling his body lose control of himself an alien presence taking over.