kroenen throws a switch: on the machine, dozens of gears respond!
grigory walks to the top of the altar, cables trailing behind him.
grigory screams as his body rises. veins swell in his neck, his face distorted by ecstasy and pain.
grigory dangles like a marionette in a new surge of energy. even the skeptical von krupt is in thrall.
grigory's face is distorted, pulled like ectoplasmic taffy, his body contorting and breaking. the cosmic portal suddenly implodes! nothing is left but a few burnt rails and the metal glove, empty and smoking.