SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The bass throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you deeper into the abyss. The glitchy synths pierce through the air, each note a shard of sanity shattered. You're consumed in the maelstrom, your mind vibrating in syncopation with the inferno of sound. The masses around you are possessed, their faces contorted in a mania. There's no escape.