In chapter 6
The Chamber where mason spends his life is quiet , but it has its own soft pulse , the hiss and sigh of the respirator that finds him breath. It is dark except for the glow of the big aquarium where an exotic eel turns and turns in an endless eight , its cast shadow moving like a ribbon over the room
Mason's plaited hair lies in a thick coil on the respirator shell covering his chest on the elevated bed .
A device of tubes , like panpipes ,is suspend before him .
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