SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The wobble throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you deeper into the abyss. The glitchy synths slice through the air, each note a shard of sanity shattered. You're drowned in the chaos, your body vibrating in syncopation with the tsunami of sound. The masses around you are possessed, their faces contorted in a delirium. There's no escape.