SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a rhythm in your chest, driving you downwards into the depths. The broken synths lacerate through the air, each note a shard of reality shattered. You're lost in the turmoil, your soul vibrating in harmony with the inferno of sound. The crowd around you are hypnotic, their faces contorted in a delirium. There's no escape.