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The beat of the music made crowds erupt into dance.

People flipped, rolled and span around to the song that pumped rhythm into buildings and streets.

A woman's pacemaker beated against the rhythm. Everyone's hearts beat to it.

Music was used as a counter weapon against the enemies.

People twisted around, their hearts speeding up as the song grew faster.

They couldn't stop the hypnotic dancing, hearts strangling.

The music halted. People's hearts froze too. They hit the ground in heart failure.

The woman stood alone... her pacemaker beating as other hearts ruptured.

She never was one for hip hop.

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