SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you deeper into the vortex. The distorted synths slice through the air, each note a fragment of sanity shattered. You're lost in the turmoil, your mind vibrating in harmony with the avalanche of sound. The masses around you are possessed, their faces contorted in a frenzy. There's no escape.