All of it conducted by the Perfectionist. The Puritan reacts to all of this with alarm - his body language expressing physical pain. The Prodigy cheers on with a growing sense of alarm. The Performer's bowing motion is contorted by the sheer weight of the audience's response as it continues to build into new levels of cacophony. The Perfectionist pushes more buttons.
Lights shift to red.
A sense of real danger now. The Performer is knocked down by a load of red roses that drop on him out of the sky. Fade to black over this action, as the audience sounds diminish to rhythmic clapping, and finally to silence.