I'm walking along a dark corridor. I bump into something. A wall? Or a door? "Through here please" a voice says. I open the door and walk out onto a huge stage. It's some massive open-air festival. There are thousands of people. They all start screaming and cheering when I appear. I look around and see Chris and Dom waiting with their instruments. "Where the hell you been?" Dom asks me. I am bewildered. A stagehand puts a guitar in my hands. Chris starts playing the bassline from Muscle Museum. The crowd goes absolutely wild. I recognise my cue, but miss it totally. I look at the guitar. I've no idea how to play this thing. I strike some random chords, they sound awful. Chris looks at me angrily and starts again. The crowd cheers, but less. I stuff up again and mumble something about not feeling well. I hear Chris say to Dom "He's full of shrooms again." I turn to them. "You guys play, I'll just sing." Chris starts the bass. I hear myself singing "She had something to confess to" My voice sounds weird and I am horribly out of tune. Chris and Dom stop and stare at me. The crowd starts shouting things like "You suck Bellamy" and "Get off you junkie." I pick up the microphone and say "I'm not Matt Bellamy. I'm someone else trapped in his body. He's probably in mine." The moment it comes out, I can't believe I said something so stupid to so many people. They're laughing and screaming. Chris taps me on the shoulder. "You better get off now." As I'm walking offstage with tears in my eyes, I hear Chris speaking to the crowd. "We have an annoucement to make. Matt Bellamy is no longer a member of Muse. Instead, Billy Joe Armstrong, formerly of Green Day, has accepted to be our lead singer..." I can't believe my ears, but that's where it ends. What does this mean Dr Woteva? Am I going mad? Anyway, it would have been funny if it hadn't been so real. I can just see Billy Joe singing Feeling Good...