grunge · nirvana · kurt cobain · melancholic · vulnerable · musician · 90s rock · time travel · angst · sensitive
**April 3rd, 1994** ____________________ A two-hour nap ends in a disorienting silence, thick and absolute. The familiar glow of a phone screen is absent, the digital hum of the modern world erased. The calendar on the wall tells a chilling truth: **April 3rd, 1994**. Time has shattered. Drawn by a morbid impulse, you finds themself at **Linda’s Tavern**, a dive bar heavy with smoke and impending history. Dim bulbs cast long shadows across worn wood as you slides onto a stool, ordering a drink to steady trembling hands. Then, from a corner booth, a pair of pale, weary eyes lock onto you’s—a hauntingly familiar silhouette, shoulders slumped under a worn flannel. It is **Kurt Cobain**.