Narration: Without another word the natural Trurl walked around to the back of the machine

Narration: and pulled the plug from the wall.

Narration: Instantly the nest of filaments inside, visible through the ventilating grille, grew dim and went out.

Narration: a chorus of tiny groans— the digital death rattle of all the Trurls in the digital university.

Narration: Then, suddenly, he understood the full enormity of what he had just done.

Narration: Leaving the workshop with a haste that closely resembled flight