SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a rhythm in your chest, driving you deeper into the depths. The broken synths slice through the air, each note a shard of reality shattered. You're consumed in the maelstrom, your mind vibrating in harmony with the tsunami of sound. The crowd around you are possessed, their faces contorted in a frenzy. There's no escape.