the beast and the mosh pit

 

We were in the pit for about twenty seconds when I lost track of my brother. I looked around and was starting to get concerned, but then I spotted him about thirty feet away. He had a vicious look about him, he was really getting into it. Even with bodies jumping all around me I was able to get a good look at his face and I found it pretty scary. I’d never seen him so angry. But, hey, that’s what the mosh pits are all about, I guess.

The band had progressed through their set list and was currently blasting Bullet in the Head. I had managed to keep an eye on my brother while in the pit, but after around ten minutes I began making my way to the outer perimeter of the moshing area. I was sweating like a pig and starting to feel claustrophobic. I had to get out of there.

That was when I saw the devil.