The ringing made the sparks of pain in his head turn to stabbing throbs and it only got worse. He didn't like how fast it escalated and the laughter was compounding his problem. What was the first instinct of Dave Strider when someone tried to stop him? That was easy. "Wow, real fucking scary bro, I'm shaking in my shoes here." Talk shit.

While it wasn't the best of ideas, it made him feel good enough to rise to his feet. His body protested, muscles ached from his mishap with the wall. A minute dragged by, slow and steady as the unease increased. The hell exploded all around him. His headache got worse as he staggered to the side away from the wall.

It took a moment to catch Terezi's voice cleaving through the bullshit and he made for it. "I said sing not test the limits of my hearing!" He shouted over the banging while he moved towards the heaviest banging. He felt sick, like he was going to hurl. Like hell. Dave set his teeth together and kept going.