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Leo spun around. His apartment was transforming. The beige walls were bleeding into neon purples and jagged greens. His boring swivel chair was suddenly upholstered in glittery faux-fur. Outside his window, the city skyline began to pulse in perfect synchronization with the drum kit.

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"1, 2, 3, 4..." Matt Bellamy’s voice didn't come from the headphones; it echoed from the hallway. Leo spun around

Leo took a breath, adjusted his glasses—which were now inexplicably star-shaped—and stepped into the light. If he was going to be trapped in a rhythmic hallucination, he might as well stand up and deliver. muse panic station skachat mp3