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Chapter 3After he finished his first draft of his percussion part, Jest catnapped off and on through the rest of the night. Every now and then he’d snap awake when his visitor made a sound or the bed creaked when he turned over. He didn’t have company very often and was used to his own silence and a sense of empty space. He’d scribbled until he had most of the percussion backing worked out for the new song Tom and Stormy were going to be adding to the band’s offerings soon. Tom did the main arrangements, but Jest often threw in some ideas of his own and they usually flew. Instinct told him this new song would be a good one, worth recording, maybe even the one that would break Taken By Storm through to the next level. When he was this fired up, he didn’t sleep much and didn’t feel the lack