It's been about a month since Damien first decided to record himself sing. What he heard from himself sent shivers down his spines. Surely it wasn't HIM that was on that recording. Oh come on man! That's unbelievable! Such a passion in there he could hear. Sure, there were several moments where his voice did the absolutely WRONG thing, but most of the recording sounded like angels fucked his mother and that's how he was born. So with that, he found a new dream for his future. He wanted to make a life around singing. So what else is a guy to do but to try and write songs and play them right? Well,... He wasn't exactly good at anything other than singing and writing. He couldn't give himself a guitar and learn or anything, not really anyway...

"Well. When you can't do something by yourself, find people to help."

Damien knew there was one place he could go to do that. It was an old restaurant in his town, a rather small town at that, and it had community spotlights every Friday and Saturday night. If he could keep a watch out for talented people in his general style he might be able to get some people to help him further his dreams, and their dreams at the same time. It's the start of the summer, so if he was going to do anything he would do it now.

So with that, he finds himself signing up to sing on the last day of may.

One by one a youth finds themselves up on that stage in the Mainstreet Diner, or somewhere in the crowd. One have lived in the town their entire life, One just moved here, and One finds himself visiting a friend in the restaurant. Little do they know they're going to meet a dreamer who offers them a way to escape from their lives and lose themselves to a dream. But first they have to get there, they have to get ready to break off any reservations and make a leap of faith.