It Takes Two Tries

I didn't really need the volume at eight. It was only me in the room. But the song came on and as I turned the dial I saw a blue flash snap to my left. The light bent across the walls and my eyes fixed on it and I followed it until it disappeared as quickly as it came, on another wall in my room. My hand turned the dial to eight and it was too much at first. I brought it down to seven, then six. I couldn't deny how much worse it got with each decrease.

I raised it to eight and heard hidden voices and thumps coming from the same song. There was more to it at eight and I had no reason to be polite about it.