Locrian is a world of hate, hell and endless misery. Dark, forbidding dronescapes cloud the senses. Minor-key Pentastar descensions chart a course deep into the abyss. Gurgled oaths and directionless, mind-searing static interference ensure that paranoia becomes a customary state of being while occasional blasts of raw, blackened metal and blood-curdling shrieks are almost a relief when they arrive, providing cold, jagged firmament upon which to cling. As unsettling as it is engrossing, "Territories" is a chilling journey into the all-consuming void and one that fans of Nekrasov, The Human Quena Orchestra and Gnaw Their Tongues will doubtless be keen to immerse themselves in.