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We see a dark sky, lit by a dirty orange glow. The city below is shadowed, grimy and grey. Streetlights flicker dimly as four sillhouettes pass like ghosts in the night.

The Fab Four are a little younger than we know them, walking close together. Ghoul quietly holds his laser gun, Kobra makes an experimental fist at his side. Poison and Jet face forward, matching grim expressions on their faces. None of them look at home here, with their colourful desert gear half-hidden in the gloom, but there's no hesitation in their footsteps. They clearly have somewhere to be.

 

Are y'all ready where you are?
Are y'all ready where you are?
Are y'all ready where you are?
I'm coming for you now!

 

The streets are darker now as they continue deeper into the slums of Battery City, all barbed wire and desperation. Dead-eyed faces peer at them from the shadows.

 

Right now!
I hope you're ready for a firefight
'Cause the devil's got your number tonight
They say!
We're never leaving this place alive
But if you sing these words, we'll never die

 

We see the end of the street now. There's a wire fence, brutal and high, but as they approach two kids scurry out of the shadows and pull open a gap in the wires. The Fab Four hurry through.

On the other side of the fence, there's a flat, square building, surrounded by concrete. It looks like it had once been white, but now it was covered in the same grime that the rest of the street was. In the dark, it's impossible to tell if it's dirt or blood. There are bars on the windows, but again a door at the base is being held open. We see a dim, smoky light shining from within the building. The killjoys slip inside. The door closes heavily behind them.

 

Get off the ledge and drop the knife
Not a victim of a victim's life
Because this ain't a room full of suicide
We're believers, I believe tonight

 

The inside of the building is utter chaos. We catch glimpses of lights flashing, people pinning blankets over windows, smoke swirling like snakes. There's a low stage being constructed out of boxes, instruments piled on one side. The whole room is packed. The energy is electric and you can practically see it, crackling from person to person til the whole room is a spark away from igniting. The Fab Four jump up on stage, grab the instruments, and start to play. The room burns.

 

We can leave this world, leave it all behind
We can steal this car if your folks don't mind
We can live forever if you've got the time

 

If the room was chaotic before, it was nothing to what it becomes the moment the music starts.

 

If you save yourself tonight
If you save yourself tonight

 

Juvie hall kids are creativity and rebellion wrapped up inside a human being, and they've spent every moment of their lives being punished for it. There's a reason they risk their lives for nights like this. Everyone is alive, alive, alive.

 

I'll tell you all how the story ends
Where good guys die and bad guys win
Who cares?
This ain't about all the friends you made
But the graffiti they write on your grave

 

Outside, we see a pair of grimly masked draculoids patrolling the street outside the Juvie hall. The moonlight is bright now, and one of them gestures to the other. They've spotted the hole in the fence. Immediately, they draw their laser guns.

 

For all of us who've seen the light
Salute the dead and lead the fight

 

The dracs approach the building. It look so still and dead from the outside, but they don't seem perturbed. They force open the back door. The lights flash out onto the concrete under their feet and the music pours over them like a tide, and for half a second they hesitate, we think they might step inside, forget the masks and just let go--

They don't.

 

Hail, Hail!
Who gives a damn if we lose the war?
Let the walls come down, let the engines roar

 

The dracs turn in unison, letting the door slam behind them-- no one inside notices, too far gone in the music. They march back down the street, mirroring the Fab Four's purposeful stride mere minutes earlier. But these dracs match the blood-dipped streets in a way killjoys made sure they don't. They disappear into shadow.

 

We can leave this world, leave it all behind
We can steal this car if your folks don't mind
We can live forever if you've got the time

 

The warning passes from drac post to drac post, an current of a different kind than the one that's electrifying the Juvie hall.

 

I'm the only friend that makes you cry
You're a heart attack in black hair dye
So just save yourself
And I'll hold them back tonight

 

We're back in that crowded room, for a moment. Ghoul's on the floor, everyone's screaming along, dancing like tomorrow will never come because for some of them it never will.

 

Are y'all ready where you are at?
If you save yourself tonight

 

A white phone rings, is answered by a black gloved hand. A switch is flipped, a light flashes-- transmitting, transmitting.

 

'Cause we're coming for you
Can you save yourself tonight?

 

Somewhere, in a glass room, the Director purses her lips. Waves a hand. A message is sent. Far below, in the slums of the city, the dracs move out, carefully surround the Juvie hall.

 

Right now!
'Cause I'll hold them back!

 

Inside, the smoke is heavy now, almost choking, everyone is jumping along to the beat, like gravity is a thing they left behind with their pain.

The door flying open goes unnoticed at first, but black-white dracs are pouring in and people are screaming and the smell of laser burns overtakes everything, panic more suffocating than the smoke ever was.

 

We can leave this world, leave it all behind
We can steal this car if your folks don't mind
We can live forever if you've got the time
You motherfucker!

 

The Fab Four drop their instruments and grab their laser guns, start shooting back, taking cover behind speakers and smoke. We see them waving at the kids, get out, get out, get out, and the crowd, still half under a shattered enchantment, obey-- pushing out of doors, dragging others behind them. Once the hall is empty, the band follow, turning to continue firing at the dracs, forcing the door shut, bolting it tightly.

 

You're the broken glass in the morning light
Be a burning star if it takes all night
So just save yourself and I'll hold them back tonight

 

The concrete outside is covered in debris, things people abandoned in the desperate escape. As the Fab Four hurry away from the building, climbing through the hole in the fence-- now completely ripped open by the dracs-- they see something lying on the ground. We see, all at once, that it's not a thing, it's a kid. She struggles upright, looks about to run, when Party Poison puts his hand out gently, like he's calming a frantic animal. Jet Star glances behind them, puts a hand on Poison's shoulder, nods towards the shadowy shape of the Trans Am parked down the street. Poison nods.

 

If you save yourself tonight
Can you save yourself tonight?

 

The dracs burst through the door with a flash of fire, but the street outside is empty. All that remains of the Fab Four-- now plus one-- is the distant sound of an engine.