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I am level 6.
I spent 14 hours in an acoustically isolated anechoic chamber at -9.2 dbA .
After the first 30 minutes, the sound of my heart beat and internal organs began to fade away into a paranoid fear of suffocation and psychosis. After 2 hours of not moving, seeing or hearing, my body began to revolt against my mind. Hallucinations where prominent and profound. After 5 hours, I was about ready to mentally breakdown. But then, I heard it....
>b-beep...b-boop...
Was it some kind of joke? Were the scientists playing tricks on me. I open my eyes. Or at least I think I do. It is pitch black either way. Nothing. The sound persists.
It continues, the beeping and booping, until about 13 hours. I am bored, hungry and scared. Then it happens.
A cacophony of sounds and frequencies all distorted and muffled. I cry out in pain as super sonic frequencies swoop at high volumes and my ears ring in pain.
The frequencies begin to group together. At 13 hours 50 minutes, I begin to hear the white noise form into a coherent composition...a melody....and at the last minute, the minute before I am to be set free (or risk losing my senses forever)....I hear it...the primordial music... a booming disembodied voice in my head hollers with immense sass
>I whip my hair back and forth I whip my hair back and forth I whip my hair back and forth I whip my hair back and forth.......
And that's why I subscribed to the Willow Smith mail order fanzine.
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