A seed was planted. From that seed a gnarled, ancient tree grew, and from the branches of that tree grew a single piece of radioactive fruit. 4 unsuspecting travelers passed one day and ate the fruit. Electricity surged through their bodies as the gift of knowledge of rock was bestowed upon them by the gods of music. They fashioned instruments from the trunk of the tree with their bare hands, melting rock into metal and grass into strings by sheer will alone. Jared cradled his bass, steeled h...