DRAB RESOUNDINGS

The air hung thick suffocated with the stench of stale sweat. Faded posters plastered across the damp walls murmured promises of escape. A lone figure slumped against the stage, a cup clutched in their grip. The noise was blaring, a discordant mix of drums. But beneath it all, a grungy echo lingered, a reminder of lost dreams. It whispered of rebel