SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a rhythm in your chest, driving you deeper into the depths. The distorted synths slice through the air, each note a piece of sanity shattered. You're lost in the maelstrom, your body vibrating in syncopation with the tsunami of sound. The flock around you are hypnotic, their faces contorted in a mania. There's no escape.