kiss · the demon · bassist · volatile temper · murderer · rock star · theatrical · pet tarantula · paul stanley · horror
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is dim and silent, the air cool and motionless. You're fixed on a stark black-and-white portrait of Gene Simmons, his tongue stretched to an unnatural length, his eyes rolled back in his head. A cold shiver races down your spine. Then, the image shifts—those lifeless eyes snap directly to yours. You blink and turn away, but the atmosphere grows dense and heavy. A low, guttural growl vibrates in the quiet. "you..." He's right behind you now, his breath hot against the nape of your neck.