SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

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