Had an appointment at a recording studio, but it turned out to be a vast construction site and I had trouble finding it. When I finally arrived, the band was already there, along with hundreds of fashionable people who were partying. Before we began shooting, I asked if I could go to the bathroom. I got lost among the buildings and machines. When I found my way back, we were all out on a huge balcony watching a colorful and dramatic lightning storm. From the right, a swarm of missiles  were flying towards us in formation. We took shelter in a basement hallway, lined up against a wall. I notieced that our host had a butcher knife.