The pater noster machine is seen from below. Most of the lights in the room have gone out and clouds of steam swirl across a white luminous expanse. Suddenly, in the center, a vast grotesque face appears out of the steam; the aperture with revolving cranks becomes a gaping mouth with a row of teeth at the bottom and a flight of steps leading up to it. Freder leans forward, staring in horror at this vision as he shouts:
MOLOCH!
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