The music dims, and the lumière takes on a ringing sound, as seven abeille attempt to explain the mystery of the hexagon . They seem to mutter (some sound that makes its way to your ear)- One more abeille at top would complete the pattern! But...it's a trick (they whisper through their mikes), because then you'd need eight abeille , but there are only seven here, that's all, use your finger to count ( yeux don't work). Done? Another guess? You could try to make a vide hexagon , taking out the two abeille in the centre , putting one at top to fill out the forme . however, then you'd have one left, and if you put that one in the centre to plug up the hole, you'd still have one vide , and that's not the forme we're here to show. Seven, the abeille insist, you need seven, not six, not eight. Why do they insist? They don't ask for money. You can't seem to leave, and they won't go away.
It should be obvious to you, observer or local operator, that such numeric instability would lead the group to perpetual dissatisfaction, as its members continually shift, trying to find the sweet measure of the hex form; lacking the missing bee, they will endlessly recreate an imperfect form, in boredom, never filled with any satisfaction, and unable to rest. Don't feel sympathy, however, for there is a faint possibility that this seven, best they are able to do, is actually a number symmetric with the hex-shape in some other system of dimensional or numerical notation... something like a microtone from an alternate scale, deadly to the keyboard pianist but just fine to the person who plays the strings directly from the fingertip. Vibrating and micronic tones will divert you, as they divert the bees, and I suggest you think no further in this direction, as it leads to mental darkness, stories without meaning that exist in endless profusion, puddles at the edge of the ocean. Stay alert, awake, head up, face toward the screen, and continue to the next page, away from these bee tricks.
Il avait entendu dire que ces abeilles-là étaient immunisées contre la maladie, et produisaient en abondance un miel rare très clair.