"I know what you're thinking. 'Did she turn the pre-amp up to eleven or only ten?' Well, to tell you the truth, in all the chaos of setting up, I kind of lost track myself..."

You know those crazy ideas that come to you out of nowhere and you just have to draw them, and nothing, not even sickness, can stop you from cranking it out? This was one of those. Autumn's guitar can be dangerous in the wrong hands. Namely, hers. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go collapse.