James was still shaking with fear even as John offered to help him up. After a moment he finally grabbed the man's hand, and was swiftly pulled to his feet.<br/>"Wh... What the hell was that?!" James exclaims as he looks into the direction the beast disappeared to; the feeling of it's tendrils around his ankles still hot in his memory. With a slow, caring swipe he picked the guitar off the ground. He dusted it off, and switched off the mini-amp to prevent the accident from happening again...