A slow, steady percussive build-up harkens the arrival of a drawn-out violin, the notes stretching out to encompass the listener. This song whispers of curiosity and suspense: the possibly fatal kind. Its foreboding tone is deceptively adaptive; the instrumental can stake a claim in almost any setting, so long as it’s dire, unknown, and impossible to resist. To stress the risks, the tune takes on a staccato beat that informs the listener in no uncertain terms that they aren’t merely in unfamiliar territory—they are in mortal danger.