Alice (part III)

I've realized a lot of ways I wand to edit this piece since I finished it, so eventually I plan on making some pretty major changes, probably adding a lot more, and cutting a lot of what I already have. Anyways, here's the end of what it is for now:

“And by tracing it twice/I fell through the ice”
=====The velvet moonlight bathed the frozen surface of the lake with a pale glow. Russell and Jeremy sat in the car, parked a dozen feet away. Jeremy continued to furiously drum on the dashboard, accompanying his pathetic attempts to imitate David Burne’s spacey tone on “Once in a Lifetime.”
=====“Let’s go outside,” Russell half-yelled, necessary to crack through the walls of sound from the blaring speakers.
=====“I’d rather not freeze my balls off,” Jeremy replied without skipping a beat in his drumming.
=====“I’m going outside either way. You can wait here.”
=====“Suit yourself.”
=====Russell exited the car, and was welcomed by a gust of icy air, wrapping a thin chilled film across the exposed skin of his face and arms. He could hear the thumping of the music from the car still, even though he’d closed the door. Slowly meandering onto the surface of the lake, Russell scolded himself for not bringing shoes with better treads, the smooth surface of the worn down bottoms of his sneakers sliding on the slick surface of the ice with each step, threatening to disrupt his delicate balance.
=====He wandered farther out into the middle of the lake in a sort of meditative trance, one of the few times in his life that his head was completely devoid of thoughts; the internal silence mirroring the quiet surrounding him; the only sound the whispering of the wind through distant trees, and the almost audible dance of the moonlight across the glittering frosted-glass of the lake’s surface.
=====Russell suddenly found himself dancing in the middle of the lake, whimsically skipping across ice. Russell never danced. At least besides when he was in his room late at night by himself, with the curtains closed on a head full of weed. He could feel the music coursing through him—not that of a particular song, but some strange abstract concept of music, vibrating through his muscle fibers and impelling his limbs to move in a coordinated, continuous motion.
=====Russell felt something stirring beneath him, a slight creaking beneath his feet, but paid it no heed. The profound stillness of the night was broken by a jarring explosion of sound as the glass gave way and the lake opened up to him. The rush of sensations as he plunged into the water was so intense his system shut down; he didn’t feel cold, only numb. The thought of trying to move didn’t even occur to Russell, and even if it did it was unlikely he could’ve moved his frozen limbs.

“The only strings that hold me here/Are tangled up around the pier”
=====Russell was confused as he suddenly felt motion. He heard the sound of a person groaning from exertion behind him. Then he was on his back on the ice again.
=====“What the fuck were you thinking you idiot?” Jeremy asked him, sitting next to him on the ice, his chest dramatically rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. “No, don’t even answer, let’s just get back to the car before you give yourself goddamn hypothermia or something.”
=====Russell managed to get back on his feet, even though the sensation still had barely returned to his legs. Jeremy helped support him as they made their way back to the car. They shut the doors, turned on the heat, and sat in silence for a few minutes.
=====“You could’ve gotten yourself killed, you know that?” Jeremy asked, Russell detecting a tone of annoyance.
=====Russell nodded.
=====“You’re fucking lucky I saw you dancing out there like an idiot and decided to come make sure you were okay,” Jeremy went on, the anger gradually heightening in his speech with every word. “Or that we both didn’t fall in and freeze to death out here.”
=====“I know,” Russell replied. “Thanks for pulling me out.”
=====“It’s not like I was just going to let you fucking die out there or shit.”
=====Jeremy shook his head, and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Are you okay?”
=====Russell’s face split with a giant smile. “Never been better,” he said as he turned the key in the ignition. The car was revived with the pounding vibrations as the music turned back on, ricocheting off the walls and windows and filling the car with a bewildering orchestra of auditory sensation.