'The Beat' by Basshunter ( http://youtu.be/FsDyYaqnc7Q )
The worm ran through his brain, devouring everything it found. Night filled the space left behind, lit by pulsing and flashes of light. Control was relinquished to the man in the booth, worshipped by clothed and half naked bodies for his prowess in auricular synthesis.
Personal inclination to maintain inaction slipping out the hole left by the worm, his limbs acquired consciousness without permission.
His body followed, mirroring the neighboring opposite. Hair flew past his face, and he followed it to the alluring origin.
“Dance with me!” Her yell was intimate against his ear among the pounding noise.