SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The bass throbs like a heartbeat in your chest, driving you further into the vortex. The glitchy synths pierce through the air, each note a fragment of consciousness shattered. You're consumed in the maelstrom, your mind vibrating in syncopation with the avalanche of sound. The flock around you are demented, their faces contorted in a delirium.