Chapter 1: Live Aid 1985

"How about we compose a new song together?" Mark looked at him completely dumbfounded.
"You're kidding me." He muttered.
"No. Seriously. What do you think of it? So let's go. What comes to your mind?" Mark gave a broken chuckle.
"Ideas come from a guitar, at home on the sofa, John." He let out a pained sigh. "Not naked on an operating table."
"You're naked? Hey, I didn't even notice that. Let me see." John joked, pretending to look behind the curtain at the doctors. Mark gave a pained laugh.
"You're an idiot." He grinned.

What if Live Aid 1985 in London wasn't just a piece of cake? What if the construction workers have done something wrong? What if Mark Knopfler get's heavily injured this night?
Well, go and find out!