Leo stared at the flickering cursor. It was 3:00 AM, and the digital ruins of a 2012 music forum felt like a graveyard. He hadn't heard the song in years, but a sudden, frantic need for that specific brand of chaotic funk had driven him here. He clicked the link.
The glowing text on the screen was a relic of a different era:
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.