The spot of light grew stronger, larger, as we climbed down toward it,
until finally we saw that we were nearing the shaft's bottom, at which
it gleamed. A few minutes more and we had clambered down the last peg
and stood at the bottom of the shaft, a dark, circular well of metal
pierced in one side by a doorway through which came the dim white
light. Then we were bunched together once more between our guards, and
were marched through the door into a long corridor dimly lit by a few
globes of lambent white light suspended from its ceiling. As we marched
along this long, metal-walled corridor I wondered how far beneath the
great pit's floor we were, estimating by the length of our downward
climb that it must be thousands of feet, at least. Then my thoughts
shifted as there came from ahead a deep humming, beating sound, and a
gleam of stronger light.
Before us now lay the end of the corridor, a square of brilliant white
light toward which we were marching. We reached it, were passing
through it, and then we halted in our tracks in sheer, stunned
astonishment. For before us there stretched a vast open space, or
cavern, of gigantic dimensions, its floor and sides and ceiling of
smooth black metal, brilliantly illuminated by scores of the lambent
globes of light. For thousands of feet before and above us stretched
the great space, and in it was a scene of clamorous activity that was
stunning after the darkness and silence through which we had come.
Ranged on the mighty cavern's floor were long rows of machines the
purposes of which were beyond our speculation, incredibly intricate
masses of great arms and cogs and eccentric wheels all working smoothly
with a steady beat-beat-beat of power, and tended by countless numbers
of the formless nebula-creatures among them. Some seemed to be
ventilating-machines of a sort, with great tubes leading upward through
the cavern's ceiling; from others streams of white-hot metal gushed out
into molds, cooling instantly into wheels and squares and bars; still
others appeared to be connected with the great globes of light above;
and some there were, like great domed turtles of metal, that moved here
and there about the cavern's floor, reaching forth great pincer-arms to
grip stacks of bars and plates and carry them from place to place.
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