Jonah and the Wailers

Jonah's nights were darker than yours or mine. He lit fires to keep the beasts at bay. Something would always slip through and Jonah would wrestle with it. Sometimes he willed it gone and sometimes it did him. One ghost that visited often and usually stayed was Kit.

Kit was different from the other spirits, in that Kit had no desire to possess Jonah's body. After vanquishing him nightly, she would settle into a woman's form.

Kit was a dancer. More accurately, a marionette. She moved about on invisible strings which she'd snag on the furniture. Sometimes it seemed to Jonah the strings were also attached to him.

Jonah seemed to Kit a faun, so she set him up to be one. Instead of panpipes she had him learn to play the electric guitar. She brought out the dark poet in him, convinced him that everything he did was music, introduced him to her drummer brother, Urf.

Urf, more metal than goth, took over Jonah spasmotically. He was vindictive, was Urf. His beats would wrack Jonah silly. There was an invisible bassist who made it all the worse. Jonah soon found that heroin brought the volume down.

As you may have guessed, it was Urf pushing the smack and pulling the strings. At the peak of Jonah's career, Urf took control of the finances .

Kit checked Jonah into rehab and met Urf at the airport.

Anon, along came the bassist, Puck, recently made visible.

Kit and Puck kissed while Urf ushered them aboard.