<p class="bodytext">At that very moment the fingers of a human hand appeared<n id="1" /> and wrote on the plaster of the royal palace wall, opposite the lampstand.<n id="2" /> The king was watching the back<n id="3" /> of the hand that was writing.

Now if you are ready, when you hear the sound of the horn, flute, zither, trigon, harp, pipes, and all kinds of music<b>,b> you must bow down and pay homage to the statue that I had made. If you don&#8217;t pay homage to it, you will immediately be thrown into the midst of the furnace of blazing fire. Now, who is that god who can rescue you from my power?&#8221;<n id="1" />