Location: Her apartment --> The Auditorium
Interacting with: Anyone in the general area of the campus.
The cold arctic wind blew across the tundra and sent shivers down Rileigh’s back. She looked up across the rolling hills through the tinted lenses of her Ray Ban’s, taking in the area with a satisfied exhale. While it wasn’t sunny and warm like her home back in Hollywood, the North-West Territories in Canada were relatively mild in the summer and most of the snow had melted away by now. Rileigh had paid for this trip out of pocket and flown her way up the country and into Canada to start filming her documentary, a project she had wanted to do for years. It was almost a year in planning, and another year before that learning her equipment and contacting sponsors. Its not that she needed the money from the sponsors. Her father had offered to fund the entire thing when Rileigh had first brought the idea to him. No, she wanted to get her name out and find a publisher. That’s where she’d make a name for herself.
Looking up to the hired guide ahead of her—a friend of her father’s that had done this kind of thing before he had retired—the aspiring film-maker quickened her pace until she was right beside him. Bringing up her backup/ vlogging camera so that the two of them were in frame, she reached up with her other hand and slid her sunglasses up onto her forehead.
“So this marks the halfway point of day five here in the beautiful North West Territories way up in Northern Canada. So where are we headed to, Martin?” The blonde turned the camera to the older gentlemen, Martin, prompting him to talk.
“Well Miss Rileigh, right now we’re just east of Great Bear Lake. So I was thinking that once we get the next few shots that you wanted, we’ll head over to the lake and see the sights there. Should be an awesome place to get some footage.” Martin’s voice was upbeat and enthusiastic, genuinely happy to be out in the wilderness.
“Sounds like a plan.”
Truthfully they had set out the path before they had even arrived, and while it certainly had deviated a bit, the chatter was all for the camera. The blonde turned off the camera and clipped it onto her pack before walking up to a small ledge on the hill. Kneeling down Rileigh slid her rather large backpack off of her shoulders and set it down gently, unclasping the tripod from it’s side. From the depths of her backpack she retrieved her main filming/photography camera, a Nikon D5500 with a rather expensive telephoto lens—a graduation present from her father—and began to set up the ensemble for some good landscape shots.
A few moments later Martin poked his head out of the tent he had set up and looked over to Rileigh.
“You may want to set up your tent Ry, it looks like we may get a storm.”
Rileigh threw her messenger bag over her shoulder and made to grab her guitar bag before she proceeded towards the door of her apartment. With the turn of her key, she quickly locked the door and paced over to the elevator, having conveniently arrived as the doors open. With a smirk she entered the elevator, pressed the button for the ground floor and watched as the doors shut in front of her. Once she arrived on the ground floor Rileigh proceeded towards the main doors and pulled out her phone, checking her notifications before stopping outside. On the window, she taped up a rather large sign that read “Looking for a roommate! Text Rileigh Young if interested.”
With the press of a button, she unlocked the doors to her
Nissan 370Z Convertible and hopped into the driver’s seat. The six cylinder, twin turbo’d engine roared to life as she twisted the key in the ignition. She quickly drove off towards the university, the wind blowing through her hair. Rileigh loved her car. The little sports coupe could hit some very impressive speeds on a straight away and was super fun to drive down the windy roads in the hills. It also helped that it hadn’t costed her much to buy either.
Pulling into the parking lot Rileigh hopped out of her car and grabbed both of her bags, heading over into the auditorium. After she had made sure no one was using it, she set her guitar up on stage with the amps found in the room behind, along with her laptop to which she hooked up to speakers. She navigated to her recording software before opening up a backing drum track; Rileigh had no one to play percussion for her. After it had begun, the blonde quickly returned to her guitar and readied herself for the start of the song.
“One, two, three, four..”
The first riff of This Suffering by Billy Talent rang out through the auditorium, the crisp sound of Rileigh’s Les Paul classic guitar audible in the surrounding hallways. The blonde played the intro effortlessly, her fingers gliding across the frets by muscle memory alone. When the first verse came up, Rileigh took in a breath before singing into the mic in front of her.
“Like a target drawn across my chest.”
“She’s a bullet in Russian roulette.”
“You said ‘you’ll never turn your back on me!’ Rescue me! Rescue me!”
“Would you stand by be and bury me! Bury me!”
“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”
Having lost herself in the music, Riliegh played and sang her heart out without a care of who heard it.
“And when she spins the bottle ‘round and round.’”
“Every time it leaves me gagged and bound!”
“You said ‘you’ll never turn your back on me!’ Rescue me! Rescue me!”
“Would you stand by be and bury me! Bury me!”
“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“End this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”
“Misery, won’t get the best of me, cause now I’m callin’, yes I’m callin’ on your bluff!”
“Misery, won’t get the best of me, cause now I’m callin’, yes I’m callin’ on your bluff!”
“Throw down the cards, I’ve had enough!”
“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”
“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“End this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”
