There's a strange feeling in the air, like something is about to happen. You're not sure what.

You swear they've been playing different iterations of the same four shitty disco tracks all night and the faded decor looks about right for it. The bartender says the basement of this old dive flooded months ago, but no one's been down there since - they hear sounds sometimes, though, like a shuffling of fallen storage boxes, or crying.

You find yourself staring at a patch of water damage on the filthy ceiling, imagining it spreading.

Tracklist: http://modmojo.tumblr.com/post/142602484031/

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