SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you downwards into the depths. The broken synths lacerate through the air, each note a piece of reality shattered. You're consumed in the turmoil, your mind vibrating in unison with the inferno of sound. The flock around you are demented, their faces contorted in a mania. There's no escape.