SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The bass throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you deeper into the depths. The glitchy synths slice through the air, each note a fragment of sanity shattered. You're consumed in the turmoil, your soul vibrating in syncopation with the tsunami of sound. The flock around you are demented, their faces contorted in a mania. There's no escape.