Ghost Notes - Chapter 22: Echoes in the Static

... n PulseVibe Studio's lounge, the air heavy with the scent of stale coffee and amp dust. His guitar case rested at his feet, the leather strap's stars dulled by the dim fluorescent light. The city hummed faintly through the window, its neon pulse muted by the studio's walls. Shatterpoint was still climbing SoundSphere's charts, now nearing three thousand listens, and the venue's gig offer—a small club called The Drift, in a month—felt like a lifeline and a challenge. But today, Kael was here for ...