SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a rhythm in your chest, driving you further into the abyss. The broken synths pierce through the air, each note a piece of sanity shattered. You're consumed in the maelstrom, your mind vibrating in harmony with the tsunami of sound. The flock around you are demented, their faces contorted in a delirium. There's no escape.