The thirty five minute piece starts with a slowly appearing guitar riff that whispers of dust blow expanses and nearing the final moments of despaired panic, been born from a grim metallic come bleak blues air. Marhaugh surrounds the riff repetition with subtle noise elements,clever and effective sound atmospherics. Giving the feeling of the vast expanse pressing down on you with both  it's heat and dry mouth panic. At about the seven minute mark the first riff disappears to be replaced by another more ambient and eerier guitar dwelling, that feels more born from the dark and mist, less expansive. Maybe your now find your self in an abandoned mine, been pushed along in a decaying cart just come awake ,panic starting to once more settle deep into your bones as your heavy breathing hunched capture pushers you deep and deeper into the darkness. Sounds like snapping cables and subtle sound elements appearing ever so often, really breeding an superb yet drowsy dark atmosphere.  At about the sixteen mark it fades to be replaced by another more metallic element,  the piece seesaws between repetitive riffing and more streached out guitar and  subtle noise expanses for the rest of it's running time. It’s all toped off with a superb booklet full with eerier and somehow chilling photos of abounded buildings ect.

Panic stands as the pair most involving, clever and atmospheric work thus far making one of the finest internal soundtracks you’re likely to come across.