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Feel the Beat Trilogy #1

By Arryn Frey

Copyright 2011 Arryn Frey

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Club's still awake, just like it always is. One room, seething in semidarkness, wide enough to drive a jet into. Used to be a warehouse, but they've found a better use for it. Much better.

Music blasts from speakers in every corner, pulsing irregularly, some fusion of a remixed beat and a singer's voice. And as it escalates to the breaking point, the entire place jumps. It's like someone hooked them up to the lightning storm outside, and everything is motion, a wave, a single mass that ripples and breathes like one being. Then the music mellows out and people start to break into their own rhythms, slowing down a bit as they calm their frenzied nerves. There will be more time for them to get their fix, and I'm just getting started.

Place's packed. I've got on a loose shirt and pants with way too many pockets, and I feel both pressed against me as I weave through the crowd. Fringe-dancing is fine for those that like it, but I love the core of the place, dancing where one great speaker hangs from the ceiling and beats out divinity from a woofer the size of a truck tire. You can lose yourself in the sound, just let the music suffuse your cells and bleed your consciousness dry until there's nothing else but the movement in your limbs. It's heaven.

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