The Restless and the Wicked

The atmosphere dark, the lights blinding as they move in synchronized patterns, the screams drowning in and out of focus. The bodies full of sweat and tears, the energy ricocheting from one person to another. The voices piercing their souls, rattling their bones, and blurring the senses.

The demons lulling these entranced souls to the dance with the devil. But only the mind, the true corruption of the world, man's greatest downfall.