[ WP ] A man discover the horrible truth , his friends are not humans , they are dancers .

Darkness fell, and music began to blare. Not the type of music you'd expect, with something so ominous as'darkness fell' to begin this. 
 
 No, it was pop of some kind. Generic, but with a beat that thrummed through you, echoed within your chest. 
 
 He had been warned about music before, it's qualities. It could drive someone to the depths of insanity. It was strange, addictive. Since music had be regulated 10 years ago, things were calmer, less in your face. Families stayed home, did their taxes, read the assigned chapters in math. 
 
 But humans had lost their tolerance to music. They'd become creatures, something other, made of life and energy. His friends had been experimenting with music, and despite the warnings, he'd come. 
 
 Before him bodies floated, twisted, stretched and convulsed, lights flashing. Dancers, the addicts of the new world. Everyone crushed near the speakers, to feel that pulse through them, the music lifted their limbs, made them feel alive. 
 
 Without realizing it, he had moved closer, drawn without his conscious knowledge.
