As the song was played, vulnerable teenagers started to climb up the walls and pillars in the church so that they could hang themselves from the rafters which thirteen of them succeeded in doing with another two dying becuse they slipped and fell. A week later all the bodies really stunk. Tears of joy ran down Scolerskimbals face as he ran through the last notes. "Goodnight everyone and Bombs away!" shouted The killer. Angel bowed then saluted the crowd, before smashing his bass against the altar. Luckily, because the bass had already taken a lot of punishment during its life, it emerged no worse than before. Then Deen embarked on a massive drum solo which lasted for fifteen minutes. People making bootleg cassettes later presented the solo to experts, who were amazed a human could actually be so fast and deemed it the best thing ever achieved by the human race. Deen finished the solo and stood up grabbing a mic so he could speak to the crowd. "Here it is then you b**tards, this is all because I hate you, and I cannot bear to exist in the same world as you." he screamed. Then he picked up his entire drum kit and threw it through the churches stained glass window right through the place where the holy spirits heart would have been. Annoyed about the lighting he punched out a piece of the ceiling and then he grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured it over his head. It streamed down his body before he ignited himself with a cigar and leapt into the crowd. People were scared and cowered from the flaming Deen who picked them up and threw them out of the windows of the church. Now with a huge empty space around him Deen said "This gig was the greatest that there ever has been and ever will be. I cannot live knowing that there is nothing left to achieve so now I am going to need a new challenge. I am going to hell. Get ready Satan. Here I come." Deen pulled out a shotgun and put it to his head. However he couldn't resist the oppurtunity to shoot a few of the people around him before putting it back to his head and blowing his brains out. DEATHSQUAD later swore that as his body slumped onto the floor an enormous grin spread over his face, although they probably only said it to sound cool. The killer, Scolerskimbal and Angel were very sad about Deen dying as they packed up their stuff and left. Because Deens body was on fire the church burned down so there was no evidence to convict the band of any crimes.
Deen, was dead.
The bands Pakistan tour was cancelled which made the band very happy because it meant they didn't have to go to a desert just to see dying animals, cactuses and poor people who beg for money. Deens house blew up on the night of the gig because he had planted a bomb there. There was a memorial service for Deen on the site of his blown up house however. The killer, Scolerskimbal and Angel didn't bother with the memorial service though and instead they put a gravestone on top of a local mountain to remember Deen by. They held their own memorial service using acoustic guitars where The killer and Scolerskimbal each played a version of a song they had written to remember Deen by called "Braveheart" while Angel read a poem he had written. In a last desperate attempt to get money the band released "Braveheart" as a single before retreating, leaderless to their homes. Nowadays the survivng members of DEATHSQUAD only very rarely leave their bedrooms, sleeping in semi comas and feeding off the carpet, emerging only to get drugs or alcohol. They are deeply depressed about losing Deen. There is always hope however. Like Jesus or Duke Nukem, Deen too might come back from the dead to be just as real as he ever was and restore DEATHSQUAD to their former glory.
This site is dedicated to the memory of Deen.