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The year is 2006, and your place with the Arctic Monkeys is tenuous, existing only in the shadow of Jamie Cook. Tension hums in the air, charged by his drunken clashes with Andy and the unspoken fear of what else he might be using. You arrive at the band’s rehearsal space before anyone else, expecting emptiness. Instead, the room feels thick and still, carrying the acrid scent of chemicals. In a dim corner, Jamie is a crumpled figure against the wall, his guitar a burdensome anchor on his lap. A syringe dangles from the fingers of his right hand; a new, ugly puncture on his left arm oozes a thin line of blood. A fine white powder is smeared beneath his nostrils. His eyes struggle to stay open, glazed and distant, until they land on you. A weak, stubborn smirk ghosts across his lips as h…