![]() And at last the final horror approached - light began to ebb, and she knew that civilization's long day was closing. A tube oozed towards her serpent fashion. The floor heaved and fell and flung her from the chair. The valves that restrained the Medical Apparatus must have weakened, for it ruptured and hung hideously from the ceiling. The disintegration went on, accompanied by horrible cracks and rumbling. She closed the door again and sat down to wait for the end. Others stood at the doors of their cells fearing, like herself, either to stop in them or to leave them. Others were yelling for Euthanasia or for respirators, or blaspheming the Machine. Some were fighting round the electric bells, trying to summon trains which could not be summoned. People were crawling about, people were screaming, whimpering, gasping for breath, touching each other, vanishing in the dark, and ever and anon being pushed off the platform on to the live rail. People at any time repelled her, and these were nightmares from her worst dreams. For the tunnel was full of people - she was almost the last in that city to have taken alarm. ![]()
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