The Hand and Orb, united in dark purpose, create a sinister symbiosis. The Hand beams raw fear to the Orb, and the Orb acts as a prism, breaking the Hand's pure beam of fear into it's primal, distinct elements: hate, jealousy and rage. The jeweled Orb, unable to contain such primal emotions, radiates pain across the endless expanse, causing an upheaval of universal order. The wavelength of pulsing pain perverts the clockwork motion of the heavens, creating chaos where order once ruled.

Heavenly bodies, once pursuing their favorable configurations and pathways are catapulted aside, caught in a maelstrom of disorder. The crystal spheres are shattered, the celestial music replaced by the endless shriek of tortured space. It was once believed that when men died, they became one with the gods, dwelling in the night sky with them. How can we believe that the schoolboy will be welcomed into a sky perverted by the Hand of Fear?