[ WP ] The great prophecy is coming true . Electronic Music starts playing out of the sky . Source unknown . It 's very loud . We all have prepared for 'The Drop ' .

The waiting was maddening. 
 
 Everyone knew it was coming, everyone could feel it vibrating through every atom of their bodies, the whole world collectively too close to the subwoofer of a galactic concert. 
 
 She had been dancing enthusiastically up until this moment started, and so many people had reacted the way she had, dancing with abandon to the ever escalating beat and abandoning their day to day tasks. It was infectious and inevitable! And why not? Who knew what would happen when The Great Drop finally arrived! 
 
 But the revelry was dead because the music was stuck, hovering over that sweet relief from the ever pounding pre-Drop. At first it seemed like it would come any second. That second lengthened into hours. Into days. People actually went back to work, but she waited, poised to sync herself right into that magical moment when the bass, when the bass, when the bass transcendentally dropped! 
 
 They bought earplugs to fool themselves into thinking that only feeling it, not hearing it was enough. She waited, she waited. They convinced themselves that it was some great fluke of the universe. She persevered, she persevered. Suicides were rampant across the globe, people flinging themselves into death to either escape those last ever pumping beats or in despair that their Drop had been denied them. She stood poised, she stood poised to fall into it any moment. 
 
 Then one day she died. The last true believer, the only remaining dancer, finally dropped dead on her feet, so sure that any moment she would be lost in the mad glory of The Drop. As her body hit the floor those same, driving tones sharply rose and then, unbelievably stopped. 
 
 The world collectively looked up, pulled out their earplugs, spat out their once eternally rippling beverages, and stared wildly into the sky. 
 
 Out of that pause it came, like a wrathfully sublime sun slamming into their puny earth and the billions of them reveled or despaired. It had come to claim them at last. 
 
 The Drop.
