SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a rhythm in your chest, driving you further into the vortex. The distorted synths pierce through the air, each note a shard of sanity shattered. You're consumed in the turmoil, your body vibrating in unison with the tsunami of sound. The masses around you are demented, their faces contorted in a mania. There's no escape.