From the noise emerges a music which is thunderous and terrible. It sings of the apocalypse. It is somewhere between the Tibetan ritual music and Throbbing Gristle. An overwhelming barrage of information fills the screen. The sequence climaxes with a stroboscopic play of light and imperceptibly segues into the second segment.
Light spills outward from the screen in waves of red and blue.
This matter transforms into a block of lead. The lead in turn morphs into a gold bar. A halo of yellow light forms around the gold. It grows so intense that it is like unto the sun. The rays from its fused core emanate out from the cathode ray tube.