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+ The Call of Cthulhu
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+ by H. P. Lovecraft
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+ Written Summer 1926
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+ Published February 1928 in Weird Tales, Vol. 11, No. 2, p. 159-78, 287.
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+
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+ Of such great powers or beings there may be conceivably a survival... a
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+ survival of a hugely remote period when... consciousness was manifested,
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+ perhaps, in shapes and forms long since withdrawn before the tide of
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+ advancing humanity... forms of which poetry and legend alone have caught
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+ a flying memory and called them gods, monsters, mythical beings of all
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+ sorts and kinds...
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+
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+ - Algernon Blackwood
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+
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+ I. The Horror In Clay
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+ The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the
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+ human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of
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+ ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant
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+ that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own
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+ direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing
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+ together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of
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+ reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go
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+ mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety
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+ of a new dark age.
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+ Theosophists have guessed at the awesome grandeur of the cosmic cycle
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+ wherein our world and human race form transient incidents. They have
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+ hinted at strange survivals in terms which would freeze the blood if not
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+ masked by a bland optimism. But it is not from them that there came the
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+ single glimpse of forbidden eons which chills me when I think of it and
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+ maddens me when I dream of it. That glimpse, like all dread glimpses of
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+ truth, flashed out from an accidental piecing together of separated things
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+ - in this case an old newspaper item and the notes of a dead professor. I
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+ hope that no one else will accomplish this piecing out; certainly, if I
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+ live, I shall never knowingly supply a link in so hideous a chain. I think
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+ that the professor, too intented to keep silent regarding the part he
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+ knew, and that he would have destroyed his notes had not sudden death
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+ seized him.
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+ My knowledge of the thing began in the winter of 1926-27 with the death of
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+ my great-uncle, George Gammell Angell, Professor Emeritus of Semitic
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+ Languages in Brown University, Providence, Rhode Island. Professor Angell
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+ was widely known as an authority on ancient inscriptions, and had
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+ frequently been resorted to by the heads of prominent museums; so that his
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+ passing at the age of ninety-two may be recalled by many. Locally,
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+ interest was intensified by the obscurity of the cause of death. The
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+ professor had been stricken whilst returning from the Newport boat;
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+ falling suddenly; as witnesses said, after having been jostled by a
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+ nautical-looking negro who had come from one of the queer dark courts on
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+ the precipitous hillside which formed a short cut from the waterfront to
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+ the deceased's home in Williams Street. Physicians were unable to find any
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+ visible disorder, but concluded after perplexed debate that some obscure
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+ lesion of the heart, induced by the brisk ascent of so steep a hill by so
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+ elderly a man, was responsible for the end. At the time I saw no reason to
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+ dissent from this dictum, but latterly I am inclined to wonder - and more
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+ than wonder.
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+ As my great-uncle's heir and executor, for he died a childless widower, I
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+ was expected to go over his papers with some thoroughness; and for that
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+ purpose moved his entire set of files and boxes to my quarters in Boston.
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+ Much of the material which I correlated will be later published by the
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+ American Archaeological Society, but there was one box which I found
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+ exceedingly puzzling, and which I felt much averse from showing to other
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+ eyes. It had been locked and I did not find the key till it occurred to me
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+ to examine the personal ring which the professor carried in his pocket.
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+ Then, indeed, I succeeded in opening it, but when I did so seemed only to
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+ be confronted by a greater and more closely locked barrier. For what could
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+ be the meaning of the queer clay bas-relief and the disjointed jottings,
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+ ramblings, and cuttings which I found? Had my uncle, in his latter years
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+ become credulous of the most superficial impostures? I resolved to search
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+ out the eccentric sculptor responsible for this apparent disturbance of an
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+ old man's peace of mind.
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+
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+ The bas-relief was a rough rectangle less than an inch thick and about
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+ five by six inches in area; obviously of modern origin. Its designs,
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+ however, were far from modern in atmosphere and suggestion; for, although
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+ the vagaries of cubism and futurism are many and wild, they do not often
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+ reproduce that cryptic regularity which lurks in prehistoric writing. And
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+ writing of some kind the bulk of these designs seemed certainly to be;
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+ though my memory, despite much the papers and collections of my uncle,
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+ failed in any way to identify this particular species, or even hint at its
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+ remotest affiliations.
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+
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+ Above these apparent hieroglyphics was a figure of evident pictorial
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+ intent, though its impressionistic execution forbade a very clear idea of
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+ its nature. It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing a
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+ monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive. If I say
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+ that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of
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+ an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to
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+ the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque
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+ and scaly body with rudimentary wings; but it was the general outline of
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+ the whole which made it most shockingly frightful. Behind the figure was a
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+ vague suggestions of a Cyclopean architectural background.
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+ The writing accompanying this oddity was, aside from a stack of press
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+ cuttings, in Professor Angell's most recent hand; and made no pretense to
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+ literary style. What seemed to be the main document was headed "CTHULHU
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+ CULT" in characters painstakingly printed to avoid the erroneous reading
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+ of a word so unheard-of. This manuscript was divided into two sections,
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+ the first of which was headed "1925 - Dream and Dream Work of H.A. Wilcox,
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+ 7 Thomas St., Providence, R. I.", and the second, "Narrative of Inspector
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+ John R. Legrasse, 121 Bienville St., New Orleans, La., at 1908 A. A. S.
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+ Mtg. - Notes on Same, & Prof. Webb's Acct." The other manuscript papers
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+ were brief notes, some of them accounts of the queer dreams of different
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+ persons, some of them citations from theosophical books and magazines
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+ (notably W. Scott-Elliot's Atlantis and the Lost Lemuria), and the rest
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+ comments on long-surviving secret societies and hidden cults, with
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+ references to passages in such mythological and anthropological
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+ source-books as Frazer's Golden Bough and Miss Murray's Witch-Cult in
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+ Western Europe. The cuttings largely alluded to outre mental illness and
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+ outbreaks of group folly or mania in the spring of 1925.
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+ The first half of the principal manuscript told a very particular tale. It
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+ appears that on March 1st, 1925, a thin, dark young man of neurotic and
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+ excited aspect had called upon Professor Angell bearing the singular clay
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+ bas-relief, which was then exceedingly damp and fresh. His card bore the
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+ name of Henry Anthony Wilcox, and my uncle had recognized him as the
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+ youngest son of an excellent family slightly known to him, who had
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+ latterly been studying sculpture at the Rhode Island School of Design and
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+ living alone at the Fleur-de-Lys Building near that institution. Wilcox
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+ was a precocious youth of known genius but great eccentricity, and had
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+ from chidhood excited attention through the strange stories and odd dreams
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+ he was in the habit of relating. He called himself "psychically
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+ hypersensitive", but the staid folk of the ancient commercial city
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+ dismissed him as merely "queer." Never mingling much with his kind, he had
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+ dropped gradually from social visibility, and was now known only to a
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+ small group of esthetes from other towns. Even the Providence Art Club,
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+ anxious to preserve its conservatism, had found him quite hopeless.
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+ On the ocassion of the visit, ran the professor's manuscript, the sculptor
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+ abruptly asked for the benefit of his host's archeological knowledge in
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+ identifying the hieroglyphics of the bas-relief. He spoke in a dreamy,
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+ stilted manner which suggested pose and alienated sympathy; and my uncle
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+ showed some sharpness in replying, for the conspicuous freshness of the
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+ tablet implied kinship with anything but archeology. Young Wilcox's
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+ rejoinder, which impressed my uncle enough to make him recall and record
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+ it verbatim, was of a fantastically poetic cast which must have typified
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+ his whole conversation, and which I have since found highly characteristic
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+ of him. He said, "It is new, indeed, for I made it last night in a dream
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+ of strange cities; and dreams are older than brooding Tyre, or the
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+ contemplative Sphinx, or garden-girdled Babylon."
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+ It was then that he began that rambling tale which suddenly played upon a
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+ sleeping memory and won the fevered interest of my uncle. There had been a
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+ slight earthquake tremor the night before, the most considerable felt in
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+ New England for some years; and Wilcox's imagination had been keenly
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+ affected. Upon retiring, he had had an unprecedented dream of great
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+ Cyclopean cities of Titan blocks and sky-flung monoliths, all dripping
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+ with green ooze and sinister with latent horror. Hieroglyphics had covered
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+ the walls and pillars, and from some undetermined point below had come a
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+ voice that was not a voice; a chaotic sensation which only fancy could
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+ transmute into sound, but which he attempted to render by the almost
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+ unpronounceable jumble of letters: "Cthulhu fhtagn."
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+ This verbal jumble was the key to the recollection which excited and
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+ disturbed Professor Angell. He questioned the sculptor with scientific
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+ minuteness; and studied with frantic intensity the bas-relief on which the
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+ youth had found himself working, chilled and clad only in his night
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+ clothes, when waking had stolen bewilderingly over him. My uncle blamed
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+ his old age, Wilcox afterwards said, for his slowness in recognizing both
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+ hieroglyphics and pictorial design. Many of his questions seemed highly
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+ out of place to his visitor, especially those which tried to connect the
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+ latter with strange cults or societies; and Wilcox could not understand
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+ the repeated promises of silence which he was offered in exchange for an
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+ admission of membership in some widespread mystical or paganly religious
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+ body. When Professor Angell became convinced that the sculptor was indeed
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+ ignorant of any cult or system of cryptic lore, he besieged his visitor
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+ with demands for future reports of dreams. This bore regular fruit, for
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+ after the first interview the manuscript records daily calls of the young
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+ man, during which he related startling fragments of nocturnal imaginery
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+ whose burden was always some terrible Cyclopean vista of dark and dripping
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+ stone, with a subterrene voice or intelligence shouting monotonously in
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+ enigmatical sense-impacts uninscribable save as gibberish. The two sounds
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+ frequently repeated are those rendered by the letters "Cthulhu" and
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+ "R'lyeh."
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+ On March 23, the manuscript continued, Wilcox failed to appear; and
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+ inquiries at his quarters revealed that he had been stricken with an
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+ obscure sort of fever and taken to the home of his family in Waterman
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+ Street. He had cried out in the night, arousing several other artists in
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+ the building, and had manifested since then only alternations of
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+ unconsciousness and delirium. My uncle at once telephoned the family, and
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+ from that time forward kept close watch of the case; calling often at the
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+ Thayer Street office of Dr. Tobey, whom he learned to be in charge. The
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+ youth's febrile mind, apparently, was dwelling on strange things; and the
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+ doctor shuddered now and then as he spoke of them. They included not only
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+ a repetition of what he had formerly dreamed, but touched wildly on a
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+ gigantic thing "miles high" which walked or lumbered about.
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+ He at no time fully described this object but occasional frantic words, as
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+ repeated by Dr. Tobey, convinced the professor that it must be identical
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+ with the nameless monstrosity he had sought to depict in his
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+ dream-sculpture. Reference to this object, the doctor added, was
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+ invariably a prelude to the young man's subsidence into lethargy. His
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+ temperature, oddly enough, was not greatly above normal; but the whole
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+ condition was otherwise such as to suggest true fever rather than mental
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+ disorder.
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+ On April 2 at about 3 P.M. every trace of Wilcox's malady suddenly ceased.
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+ He sat upright in bed, astonished to find himself at home and completely
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+ ignorant of what had happened in dream or reality since the night of March
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+ 22. Pronounced well by his physician, he returned to his quarters in three
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+ days; but to Professor Angell he was of no further assistance. All traces
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+ of strange dreaming had vanished with his recovery, and my uncle kept no
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+ record of his night-thoughts after a week of pointless and irrelevant
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+ accounts of thoroughly usual visions.
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+ Here the first part of the manuscript ended, but references to certain of
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+ the scattered notes gave me much material for thought - so much, in fact,
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+ that only the ingrained skepticism then forming my philosophy can account
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+ for my continued distrust of the artist. The notes in question were those
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+ descriptive of the dreams of various persons covering the same period as
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+ that in which young Wilcox had had his strange visitations. My uncle, it
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+ seems, had quickly instituted a prodigiously far-flung body of inquires
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+ amongst nearly all the friends whom he could question without
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+ impertinence, asking for nightly reports of their dreams, and the dates of
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+ any notable visions for some time past. The reception of his request seems
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+ to have varied; but he must, at the very least, have received more
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+ responses than any ordinary man could have handled without a secretary.
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+ This original correspondence was not preserved, but his notes formed a
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+ thorough and really significant digest. Average people in society and
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+ business - New England's traditional "salt of the earth" - gave an almost
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+ completely negative result, though scattered cases of uneasy but formless
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+ nocturnal impressions appear here and there, always between March 23 and
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+ and April 2 - the period of young Wilcox's delirium. Scientific men were
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+ little more affected, though four cases of vague description suggest
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+ fugitive glimpses of strange landscapes, and in one case there is
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+ mentioned a dread of something abnormal.
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+ It was from the artists and poets that the pertinent answers came, and I
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+ know that panic would have broken loose had they been able to compare
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+ notes. As it was, lacking their original letters, I half suspected the
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+ compiler of having asked leading questions, or of having edited the
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+ correspondence in corroboration of what he had latently resolved to see.
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+ That is why I continued to feel that Wilcox, somehow cognizant of the old
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+ data which my uncle had possessed, had been imposing on the veteran
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+ scientist. These responses from esthetes told disturbing tale. From
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+ February 28 to April 2 a large proportion of them had dreamed very bizarre
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+ things, the intensity of the dreams being immeasurably the stronger during
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+ the period of the sculptor's delirium. Over a fourth of those who reported
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+ anything, reported scenes and half-sounds not unlike those which Wilcox
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+ had described; and some of the dreamers confessed acute fear of the
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+ gigantic nameless thing visible toward the last. One case, which the note
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+ describes with emphasis, was very sad. The subject, a widely known
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+ architect with leanings toward theosophy and occultism, went violently
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+ insane on the date of young Wilcox's seizure, and expired several months
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+ later after incessant screamings to be saved from some escaped denizen of
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+ hell. Had my uncle referred to these cases by name instead of merely by
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+ number, I should have attempted some corroboration and personal
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+ investigation; but as it was, I succeeded in tracing down only a few. All
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+ of these, however, bore out the notes in full. I have often wondered if
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+ all the the objects of the professor's questioning felt as puzzled as did
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+ this fraction. It is well that no explanation shall ever reach them.
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+ The press cuttings, as I have intimated, touched on cases of panic, mania,
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+ and eccentricity during the given period. Professor Angell must have
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+ employed a cutting bureau, for the number of extracts was tremendous, and
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+ the sources scattered throughout the globe. Here was a nocturnal suicide
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+ in London, where a lone sleeper had leaped from a window after a shocking
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+ cry. Here likewise a rambling letter to the editor of a paper in South
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+ America, where a fanatic deduces a dire future from visions he has seen. A
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+ dispatch from California describes a theosophist colony as donning white
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+ robes en masse for some "glorious fulfiment" which never arrives, whilst
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+ items from India speak guardedly of serious native unrest toward the end
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+ of March 22-23.
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+ The west of Ireland, too, is full of wild rumour and legendry, and a
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+ fantastic painter named Ardois-Bonnot hangs a blasphemous Dream Landscape
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+ in the Paris spring salon of 1926. And so numerous are the recorded
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+ troubles in insane asylums that only a miracle can have stopped the
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+ medical fraternity from noting strange parallelisms and drawing mystified
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+ conclusions. A weird bunch of cuttings, all told; and I can at this date
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+ scarcely envisage the callous rationalism with which I set them aside. But
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+ I was then convinced that young Wilcox had known of the older matters
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+ mentioned by the professor.
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+ II. The Tale of Inspector Legrasse.
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+ The older matters which had made the sculptor's dream and bas-relief so
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+ significant to my uncle formed the subject of the second half of his long
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+ manuscript. Once before, it appears, Professor Angell had seen the hellish
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+ outlines of the nameless monstrosity, puzzled over the unknown
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+ hieroglyphics, and heard the ominous syllables which can be rendered only
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+ as "Cthulhu"; and all this in so stirring and horrible a connexion that it
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+ is small wonder he pursued young Wilcox with queries and demands for data.
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+ This earlier experience had come in 1908, seventeen years before, when the
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+ American Archaeological Society held its annual meeting in St. Louis.
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+ Professor Angell, as befitted one of his authority and attainments, had
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+ had a prominent part in all the deliberations; and was one of the first to
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+ be approached by the several outsiders who took advantage of the
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+ convocation to offer questions for correct answering and problems for
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+ expert solution.
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+ The chief of these outsiders, and in a short time the focus of interest
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+ for the entire meeting, was a commonplace-looking middle-aged man who had
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+ travelled all the way from New Orleans for certain special information
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+ unobtainable from any local source. His name was John Raymond Legrasse,
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+ and he was by profession an Inspector of Police. With him he bore the
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+ subject of his visit, a grotesque, repulsive, and apparently very ancient
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+ stone statuette whose origin he was at a loss to determine. It must not be
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+ fancied that Inspector Legrasse had the least interest in archaeology. On
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+ the contrary, his wish for enlightenment was prompted by purely
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+ professional considerations. The statuette, idol, fetish, or whatever it
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+ was, had been captured some months before in the wooded swamps south of
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+ New Orleans during a raid on a supposed voodoo meeting; and so singular
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+ and hideous were the rites connected with it, that the police could not
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+ but realise that they had stumbled on a dark cult totally unknown to them,
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+ and infinitely more diabolic than even the blackest of the African voodoo
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+ circles. Of its origin, apart from the erratic and unbelievable tales
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+ extorted from the captured members, absolutely nothing was to be
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+ discovered; hence the anxiety of the police for any antiquarian lore which
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+ might help them to place the frightful symbol, and through it track down
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+ the cult to its fountain-head.
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+ Inspector Legrasse was scarcely prepared for the sensation which his
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+ offering created. One sight of the thing had been enough to throw the
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+ assembled men of science into a state of tense excitement, and they lost
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+ no time in crowding around him to gaze at the diminutive figure whose
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+ utter strangeness and air of genuinely abysmal antiquity hinted so
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+ potently at unopened and archaic vistas. No recognised school of sculpture
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+ had animated this terrible object, yet centuries and even thousands of
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+ years seemed recorded in its dim and greenish surface of unplaceable
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+ stone.
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+ The figure, which was finally passed slowly from man to man for close and
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+ careful study, was between seven and eight inches in height, and of
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+ exquisitely artistic workmanship. It represented a monster of vaguely
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+ anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of
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+ feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore
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+ feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct
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+ with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated
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+ corpulence, and squatted evilly on a rectangular block or pedestal covered
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+ with undecipherable characters. The tips of the wings touched the back
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+ edge of the block, the seat occupied the centre, whilst the long, curved
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+ claws of the doubled-up, crouching hind legs gripped the front edge and
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+ extended a quarter of the way clown toward the bottom of the pedestal. The
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+ cephalopod head was bent forward, so that the ends of the facial feelers
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+ brushed the backs of huge fore paws which clasped the croucher's elevated
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+ knees. The aspect of the whole was abnormally life-like, and the more
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+ subtly fearful because its source was so totally unknown. Its vast,
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+ awesome, and incalculable age was unmistakable; yet not one link did it
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+ shew with any known type of art belonging to civilisation's youth - or
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+ indeed to any other time. Totally separate and apart, its very material
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+ was a mystery; for the soapy, greenish-black stone with its golden or
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+ iridescent flecks and striations resembled nothing familiar to geology or
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+ mineralogy. The characters along the base were equally baffling; and no
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+ member present, despite a representation of half the world's expert
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+ learning in this field, could form the least notion of even their remotest
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+ linguistic kinship. They, like the subject and material, belonged to
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+ something horribly remote and distinct from mankind as we know it.
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+ something frightfully suggestive of old and unhallowed cycles of life in
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+ which our world and our conceptions have no part.
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+ And yet, as the members severally shook their heads and confessed defeat
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+ at the Inspector's problem, there was one man in that gathering who
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+ suspected a touch of bizarre familiarity in the monstrous shape and
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+ writing, and who presently told with some diffidence of the odd trifle he
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+ knew. This person was the late William Channing Webb, Professor of
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+ Anthropology in Princeton University, and an explorer of no slight note.
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+ Professor Webb had been engaged, forty-eight years before, in a tour of
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+ Greenland and Iceland in search of some Runic inscriptions which he failed
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+ to unearth; and whilst high up on the West Greenland coast had encountered
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+ a singular tribe or cult of degenerate Esquimaux whose religion, a curious
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+ form of devil-worship, chilled him with its deliberate bloodthirstiness
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+ and repulsiveness. It was a faith of which other Esquimaux knew little,
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+ and which they mentioned only with shudders, saying that it had come down
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+ from horribly ancient aeons before ever the world was made. Besides
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+ nameless rites and human sacrifices there were certain queer hereditary
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+ rituals addressed to a supreme elder devil or tornasuk; and of this
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+ Professor Webb had taken a careful phonetic copy from an aged angekok or
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+ wizard-priest, expressing the sounds in Roman letters as best he knew how.
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+ But just now of prime significance was the fetish which this cult had
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+ cherished, and around which they danced when the aurora leaped high over
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+ the ice cliffs. It was, the professor stated, a very crude bas-relief of
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+ stone, comprising a hideous picture and some cryptic writing. And so far
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+ as he could tell, it was a rough parallel in all essential features of the
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+ bestial thing now lying before the meeting.
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+ This data, received with suspense and astonishment by the assembled
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+ members, proved doubly exciting to Inspector Legrasse; and he began at
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+ once to ply his informant with questions. Having noted and copied an oral
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+ ritual among the swamp cult-worshippers his men had arrested, he besought
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+ the professor to remember as best he might the syllables taken down
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+ amongst the diabolist Esquimaux. There then followed an exhaustive
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+ comparison of details, and a moment of really awed silence when both
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+ detective and scientist agreed on the virtual identity of the phrase
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+ common to two hellish rituals so many worlds of distance apart. What, in
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+ substance, both the Esquimaux wizards and the Louisiana swamp-priests had
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+ chanted to their kindred idols was something very like this: the
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+ word-divisions being guessed at from traditional breaks in the phrase as
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+ chanted aloud:
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+ "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
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+ Legrasse had one point in advance of Professor Webb, for several among his
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+ mongrel prisoners had repeated to him what older celebrants had told them
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+ the words meant. This text, as given, ran something like this:
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+ "In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."
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+ And now, in response to a general and urgent demand, Inspector Legrasse
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+ related as fully as possible his experience with the swamp worshippers;
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+ telling a story to which I could see my uncle attached profound
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+ significance. It savoured of the wildest dreams of myth-maker and
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+ theosophist, and disclosed an astonishing degree of cosmic imagination
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+ among such half-castes and pariahs as might be least expected to possess
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+ it.
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+ On November 1st, 1907, there had come to the New Orleans police a frantic
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+ summons from the swamp and lagoon country to the south. The squatters
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+ there, mostly primitive but good-natured descendants of Lafitte's men,
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+ were in the grip of stark terror from an unknown thing which had stolen
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+ upon them in the night. It was voodoo, apparently, but voodoo of a more
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+ terrible sort than they had ever known; and some of their women and
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+ children had disappeared since the malevolent tom-tom had begun its
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+ incessant beating far within the black haunted woods where no dweller
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+ ventured. There were insane shouts and harrowing screams, soul-chilling
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+ chants and dancing devil-flames; and, the frightened messenger added, the
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+ people could stand it no more.
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+
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+ So a body of twenty police, filling two carriages and an automobile, had
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+ set out in the late afternoon with the shivering squatter as a guide. At
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+ the end of the passable road they alighted, and for miles splashed on in
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+ silence through the terrible cypress woods where day never came. Ugly
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+ roots and malignant hanging nooses of Spanish moss beset them, and now and
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+ then a pile of dank stones or fragment of a rotting wall intensified by
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+ its hint of morbid habitation a depression which every malformed tree and
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+ every fungous islet combined to create. At length the squatter settlement,
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+ a miserable huddle of huts, hove in sight; and hysterical dwellers ran out
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+ to cluster around the group of bobbing lanterns. The muffled beat of
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+ tom-toms was now faintly audible far, far ahead; and a curdling shriek
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+ came at infrequent intervals when the wind shifted. A reddish glare, too,
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+ seemed to filter through pale undergrowth beyond the endless avenues of
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+ forest night. Reluctant even to be left alone again, each one of the cowed
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+ squatters refused point-blank to advance another inch toward the scene of
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+ unholy worship, so Inspector Legrasse and his nineteen colleagues plunged
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+ on unguided into black arcades of horror that none of them had ever trod
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+ before.
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+
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+ The region now entered by the police was one of traditionally evil repute,
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+ substantially unknown and untraversed by white men. There were legends of
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+ a hidden lake unglimpsed by mortal sight, in which dwelt a huge, formless
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+ white polypous thing with luminous eyes; and squatters whispered that
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+ bat-winged devils flew up out of caverns in inner earth to worship it at
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+ midnight. They said it had been there before d'Iberville, before La Salle,
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+ before the Indians, and before even the wholesome beasts and birds of the
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+ woods. It was nightmare itself, and to see it was to die. But it made men
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+ dream, and so they knew enough to keep away. The present voodoo orgy was,
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+ indeed, on the merest fringe of this abhorred area, but that location was
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+ bad enough; hence perhaps the very place of the worship had terrified the
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+ squatters more than the shocking sounds and incidents.
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+
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+ Only poetry or madness could do justice to the noises heard by Legrasse's
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+ men as they ploughed on through the black morass toward the red glare and
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+ muffled tom-toms. There are vocal qualities peculiar to men, and vocal
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+ qualities peculiar to beasts; and it is terrible to hear the one when the
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+ source should yield the other. Animal fury and orgiastic license here
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+ whipped themselves to daemoniac heights by howls and squawking ecstacies
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+ that tore and reverberated through those nighted woods like pestilential
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+ tempests from the gulfs of hell. Now and then the less organized ululation
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+ would cease, and from what seemed a well-drilled chorus of hoarse voices
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+ would rise in sing-song chant that hideous phrase or ritual:
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+
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+ "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
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+
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+ Then the men, having reached a spot where the trees were thinner, came
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+ suddenly in sight of the spectacle itself. Four of them reeled, one
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+ fainted, and two were shaken into a frantic cry which the mad cacophony of
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+ the orgy fortunately deadened. Legrasse dashed swamp water on the face of
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+ the fainting man, and all stood trembling and nearly hypnotised with
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+ horror.
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+
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+ In a natural glade of the swamp stood a grassy island of perhaps an acre's
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+ extent, clear of trees and tolerably dry. On this now leaped and twisted a
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+ more indescribable horde of human abnormality than any but a Sime or an
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+ Angarola could paint. Void of clothing, this hybrid spawn were braying,
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+ bellowing, and writhing about a monstrous ring-shaped bonfire; in the
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+ centre of which, revealed by occasional rifts in the curtain of flame,
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+ stood a great granite monolith some eight feet in height; on top of which,
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+ incongruous in its diminutiveness, rested the noxious carven statuette.
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+ From a wide circle of ten scaffolds set up at regular intervals with the
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+ flame-girt monolith as a centre hung, head downward, the oddly marred
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+ bodies of the helpless squatters who had disappeared. It was inside this
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+ circle that the ring of worshippers jumped and roared, the general
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+ direction of the mass motion being from left to right in endless Bacchanal
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+ between the ring of bodies and the ring of fire.
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+
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+ It may have been only imagination and it may have been only echoes which
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+ induced one of the men, an excitable Spaniard, to fancy he heard
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+ antiphonal responses to the ritual from some far and unillumined spot
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+ deeper within the wood of ancient legendry and horror. This man, Joseph D.
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+ Galvez, I later met and questioned; and he proved distractingly
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+ imaginative. He indeed went so far as to hint of the faint beating of
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+ great wings, and of a glimpse of shining eyes and a mountainous white bulk
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+ beyond the remotest trees but I suppose he had been hearing too much
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+ native superstition.
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+
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+ Actually, the horrified pause of the men was of comparatively brief
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+ duration. Duty came first; and although there must have been nearly a
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+ hundred mongrel celebrants in the throng, the police relied on their
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+ firearms and plunged determinedly into the nauseous rout. For five minutes
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+ the resultant din and chaos were beyond description. Wild blows were
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+ struck, shots were fired, and escapes were made; but in the end Legrasse
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+ was able to count some forty-seven sullen prisoners, whom he forced to
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+ dress in haste and fall into line between two rows of policemen. Five of
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+ the worshippers lay dead, and two severely wounded ones were carried away
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+ on improvised stretchers by their fellow-prisoners. The image on the
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+ monolith, of course, was carefully removed and carried back by Legrasse.
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+
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+ Examined at headquarters after a trip of intense strain and weariness, the
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+ prisoners all proved to be men of a very low, mixed-blooded, and mentally
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+ aberrant type. Most were seamen, and a sprinkling of Negroes and
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+ mulattoes, largely West Indians or Brava Portuguese from the Cape Verde
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+ Islands, gave a colouring of voodooism to the heterogeneous cult. But
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+ before many questions were asked, it became manifest that something far
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+ deeper and older than Negro fetishism was involved. Degraded and ignorant
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+ as they were, the creatures held with surprising consistency to the
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+ central idea of their loathsome faith.
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+
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+ They worshipped, so they said, the Great Old Ones who lived ages before
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+ there were any men, and who came to the young world out of the sky. Those
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+ Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead
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+ bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a
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+ cult which had never died. This was that cult, and the prisoners said it
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+ had always existed and always would exist, hidden in distant wastes and
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+ dark places all over the world until the time when the great priest
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+ Cthulhu, from his dark house in the mighty city of R'lyeh under the
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+ waters, should rise and bring the earth again beneath his sway. Some day
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+ he would call, when the stars were ready, and the secret cult would always
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+ be waiting to liberate him.
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+
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+ Meanwhile no more must be told. There was a secret which even torture
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+ could not extract. Mankind was not absolutely alone among the conscious
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+ things of earth, for shapes came out of the dark to visit the faithful
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+ few. But these were not the Great Old Ones. No man had ever seen the Old
541
+ Ones. The carven idol was great Cthulhu, but none might say whether or not
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+ the others were precisely like him. No one could read the old writing now,
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+ but things were told by word of mouth. The chanted ritual was not the
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+ secret - that was never spoken aloud, only whispered. The chant meant only
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+ this: "In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming."
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+
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+ Only two of the prisoners were found sane enough to be hanged, and the
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+ rest were committed to various institutions. All denied a part in the
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+ ritual murders, and averred that the killing had been done by Black Winged
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+ Ones which had come to them from their immemorial meeting-place in the
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+ haunted wood. But of those mysterious allies no coherent account could
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+ ever be gained. What the police did extract, came mainly from the
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+ immensely aged mestizo named Castro, who claimed to have sailed to strange
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+ ports and talked with undying leaders of the cult in the mountains of
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+ China.
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+
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+ Old Castro remembered bits of hideous legend that paled the speculations
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+ of theosophists and made man and the world seem recent and transient
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+ indeed. There had been aeons when other Things ruled on the earth, and
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+ They had had great cities. Remains of Them, he said the deathless Chinamen
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+ had told him, were still be found as Cyclopean stones on islands in the
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+ Pacific. They all died vast epochs of time before men came, but there were
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+ arts which could revive Them when the stars had come round again to the
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+ right positions in the cycle of eternity. They had, indeed, come
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+ themselves from the stars, and brought Their images with Them.
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+
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+ These Great Old Ones, Castro continued, were not composed altogether of
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+ flesh and blood. They had shape - for did not this star-fashioned image
569
+ prove it? - but that shape was not made of matter. When the stars were
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+ right, They could plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the
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+ stars were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived,
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+ They would never really die. They all lay in stone houses in Their great
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+ city of R'lyeh, preserved by the spells of mighty Cthulhu for a glorious
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+ surrection when the stars and the earth might once more be ready for Them.
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+ But at that time some force from outside must serve to liberate Their
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+ bodies. The spells that preserved them intact likewise prevented Them from
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+ making an initial move, and They could only lie awake in the dark and
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+ think whilst uncounted millions of years rolled by. They knew all that was
579
+ occurring in the universe, for Their mode of speech was transmitted
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+ thought. Even now They talked in Their tombs. When, after infinities of
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+ chaos, the first men came, the Great Old Ones spoke to the sensitive among
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+ them by moulding their dreams; for only thus could Their language reach
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+ the fleshly minds of mammals.
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+
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+ Then, whispered Castro, those first men formed the cult around tall idols
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+ which the Great Ones shewed them; idols brought in dim eras from dark
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+ stars. That cult would never die till the stars came right again, and the
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+ secret priests would take great Cthulhu from His tomb to revive His
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+ subjects and resume His rule of earth. The time would be easy to know, for
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+ then mankind would have become as the Great Old Ones; free and wild and
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+ beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men
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+ shouting and killing and revelling in joy. Then the liberated Old Ones
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+ would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy
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+ themselves, and all the earth would flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and
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+ freedom. Meanwhile the cult, by appropriate rites, must keep alive the
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+ memory of those ancient ways and shadow forth the prophecy of their
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+ return.
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+
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+ In the elder time chosen men had talked with the entombed Old Ones in
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+ dreams, but then something happened. The great stone city R'lyeh, with its
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+ monoliths and sepulchres, had sunk beneath the waves; and the deep waters,
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+ full of the one primal mystery through which not even thought can pass,
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+ had cut off the spectral intercourse. But memory never died, and the
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+ high-priests said that the city would rise again when the stars were
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+ right. Then came out of the earth the black spirits of earth, mouldy and
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+ shadowy, and full of dim rumours picked up in caverns beneath forgotten
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+ sea-bottoms. But of them old Castro dared not speak much. He cut himself
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+ off hurriedly, and no amount of persuasion or subtlety could elicit more
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+ in this direction. The size of the Old Ones, too, he curiously declined to
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+ mention. Of the cult, he said that he thought the centre lay amid the
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+ pathless desert of Arabia, where Irem, the City of Pillars, dreams hidden
612
+ and untouched. It was not allied to the European witch-cult, and was
613
+ virtually unknown beyond its members. No book had ever really hinted of
614
+ it, though the deathless Chinamen said that there were double meanings in
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+ the Necronomicon of the mad Arab Abdul Alhazred which the initiated might
616
+ read as they chose, especially the much-discussed couplet:
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+
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+ That is not dead which can eternal lie,
619
+ And with strange aeons even death may die.
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+
621
+ Legrasse, deeply impressed and not a little bewildered, had inquired in
622
+ vain concerning the historic affiliations of the cult. Castro, apparently,
623
+ had told the truth when he said that it was wholly secret. The authorities
624
+ at Tulane University could shed no light upon either cult or image, and
625
+ now the detective had come to the highest authorities in the country and
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+ met with no more than the Greenland tale of Professor Webb.
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+
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+ The feverish interest aroused at the meeting by Legrasse's tale,
629
+ corroborated as it was by the statuette, is echoed in the subsequent
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+ correspondence of those who attended; although scant mention occurs in the
631
+ formal publications of the society. Caution is the first care of those
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+ accustomed to face occasional charlatanry and imposture. Legrasse for some
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+ time lent the image to Professor Webb, but at the latter's death it was
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+ returned to him and remains in his possession, where I viewed it not long
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+ ago. It is truly a terrible thing, and unmistakably akin to the
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+ dream-sculpture of young Wilcox.
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+
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+ That my uncle was excited by the tale of the sculptor I did not wonder,
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+ for what thoughts must arise upon hearing, after a knowledge of what
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+ Legrasse had learned of the cult, of a sensitive young man who had dreamed
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+ not only the figure and exact hieroglyphics of the swamp-found image and
642
+ the Greenland devil tablet, but had come in his dreams upon at least three
643
+ of the precise words of the formula uttered alike by Esquimaux diabolists
644
+ and mongrel Louisianans?. Professor Angell's instant start on an
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+ investigation of the utmost thoroughness was eminently natural; though
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+ privately I suspected young Wilcox of having heard of the cult in some
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+ indirect way, and of having invented a series of dreams to heighten and
648
+ continue the mystery at my uncle's expense. The dream-narratives and
649
+ cuttings collected by the professor were, of course, strong corroboration;
650
+ but the rationalism of my mind and the extravagance of the whole subject
651
+ led me to adopt what I thought the most sensible conclusions. So, after
652
+ thoroughly studying the manuscript again and correlating the theosophical
653
+ and anthropological notes with the cult narrative of Legrasse, I made a
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+ trip to Providence to see the sculptor and give him the rebuke I thought
655
+ proper for so boldly imposing upon a learned and aged man.
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+
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+ Wilcox still lived alone in the Fleur-de-Lys Building in Thomas Street, a
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+ hideous Victorian imitation of seventeenth century Breton Architecture
659
+ which flaunts its stuccoed front amidst the lovely olonial houses on the
660
+ ancient hill, and under the very shadow of the finest Georgian steeple in
661
+ America, I found him at work in his rooms, and at once conceded from the
662
+ specimens scattered about that his genius is indeed profound and
663
+ authentic. He will, I believe, some time be heard from as one of the great
664
+ decadents; for he has crystallised in clay and will one day mirror in
665
+ marble those nightmares and phantasies which Arthur Machen evokes in
666
+ prose, and Clark Ashton Smith makes visible in verse and in painting.
667
+
668
+ Dark, frail, and somewhat unkempt in aspect, he turned languidly at my
669
+ knock and asked me my business without rising. Then I told him who I was,
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+ he displayed some interest; for my uncle had excited his curiosity in
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+ probing his strange dreams, yet had never explained the reason for the
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+ study. I did not enlarge his knowledge in this regard, but sought with
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+ some subtlety to draw him out. In a short time I became convinced ofhis
674
+ absolute sincerity, for he spoke of the dreams in a manner none could
675
+ mistake. They and their subconscious residuum had influenced his art
676
+ profoundly, and he shewed me a morbid statue whose contours almost made me
677
+ shake with the potency of its black suggestion. He could not recall having
678
+ seen the original of this thing except in his own dream bas-relief, but
679
+ the outlines had formed themselves insensibly under his hands. It was, no
680
+ doubt, the giant shape he had raved of in delirium. That he really knew
681
+ nothing of the hidden cult, save from what my uncle's relentless catechism
682
+ had let fall, he soon made clear; and again I strove to think of some way
683
+ in which he could possibly have received the weird impressions.
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+
685
+ He talked of his dreams in a strangely poetic fashion; making me see with
686
+ terrible vividness the damp Cyclopean city of slimy green stone - whose
687
+ geometry, he oddly said, was all wrong - and hear with frightened
688
+ expectancy the ceaseless, half-mental calling from underground: "Cthulhu
689
+ fhtagn", "Cthulhu fhtagn."
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+
691
+ These words had formed part of that dread ritual which told of dead
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+ Cthulhu's dream-vigil in his stone vault at R'lyeh, and I felt deeply
693
+ moved despite my rational beliefs. Wilcox, I was sure, had heard of the
694
+ cult in some casual way, and had soon forgotten it amidst the mass of his
695
+ equally weird reading and imagining. Later, by virtue of its sheer
696
+ impressiveness, it had found subconscious expression in dreams, in the
697
+ bas-relief, and in the terrible statue I now beheld; so that his imposture
698
+ upon my uncle had been a very innocent one. The youth was of a type, at
699
+ once slightly affected and slightly ill-mannered, which I could never
700
+ like, but I was willing enough now to admit both his genius and his
701
+ honesty. I took leave of him amicably, and wish him all the success his
702
+ talent promises.
703
+
704
+ The matter of the cult still remained to fascinate me, and at times I had
705
+ visions of personal fame from researches into its origin and connexions. I
706
+ visited New Orleans, talked with Legrasse and others of that old-time
707
+ raiding-party, saw the frightful image, and even questioned such of the
708
+ mongrel prisoners as still survived. Old Castro, unfortunately, had been
709
+ dead for some years. What I now heard so graphically at first-hand, though
710
+ it was really no more than a detailed confirmation of what my uncle had
711
+ written, excited me afresh; for I felt sure that I was on the track of a
712
+ very real, very secret, and very ancient religion whose discovery would
713
+ make me an anthropologist of note. My attitude was still one of absolute
714
+ materialism, as l wish it still were, and I discounted with almost
715
+ inexplicable perversity the coincidence of the dream notes and odd
716
+ cuttings collected by Professor Angell.
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+
718
+ One thing I began to suspect, and which I now fear I know, is that my
719
+ uncle's death was far from natural. He fell on a narrow hill street
720
+ leading up from an ancient waterfront swarming with foreign mongrels,
721
+ after a careless push from a Negro sailor. I did not forget the mixed
722
+ blood and marine pursuits of the cult-members in Louisiana, and would not
723
+ be surprised to learn of secret methods and rites and beliefs. Legrasse
724
+ and his men, it is true, have been let alone; but in Norway a certain
725
+ seaman who saw things is dead. Might not the deeper inquiries of my uncle
726
+ after encountering the sculptor's data have come to sinister ears?. I
727
+ think Professor Angell died because he knew too much, or because he was
728
+ likely to learn too much. Whether I shall go as he did remains to be seen,
729
+ for I have learned much now.
730
+
731
+ III. The Madness from the Sea
732
+
733
+ If heaven ever wishes to grant me a boon, it will be a total effacing of
734
+ the results of a mere chance which fixed my eye on a certain stray piece
735
+ of shelf-paper. It was nothing on which I would naturally have stumbled in
736
+ the course of my daily round, for it was an old number of an Australian
737
+ journal, the Sydney Bulletin for April 18, 1925. It had escaped even the
738
+ cutting bureau which had at the time of its issuance been avidly
739
+ collecting material for my uncle's research.
740
+
741
+ I had largely given over my inquiries into what Professor Angell called
742
+ the "Cthulhu Cult", and was visiting a learned friend in Paterson, New
743
+ Jersey; the curator of a local museum and a mineralogist of note.
744
+ Examining one day the reserve specimens roughly set on the storage shelves
745
+ in a rear room of the museum, my eye was caught by an odd picture in one
746
+ of the old papers spread beneath the stones. It was the Sydney Bulletin I
747
+ have mentioned, for my friend had wide affiliations in all conceivable
748
+ foreign parts; and the picture was a half-tone cut of a hideous stone
749
+ image almost identical with that which Legrasse had found in the swamp.
750
+
751
+ Eagerly clearing the sheet of its precious contents, I scanned the item in
752
+ detail; and was disappointed to find it of only moderate length. What it
753
+ suggested, however, was of portentous significance to my flagging quest;
754
+ and I carefully tore it out for immediate action. It read as follows:
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+
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+ MYSTERY DERELICT FOUND AT SEA
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+
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+ Vigilant Arrives With Helpless Armed New Zealand Yacht in Tow. One Survivor and
759
+ Dead Man Found Aboard. Tale of Desperate Battle and Deaths at Sea. Rescued
760
+ Seaman Refuses Particulars of Strange Experience. Odd Idol Found in His
761
+ Possession. Inquiry to Follow.
762
+
763
+ The Morrison Co.'s freighter Vigilant, bound from Valparaiso, arrived
764
+ this morning at its wharf in Darling Harbour, having in tow the battled
765
+ and disabled but heavily armed steam yacht Alert of Dunedin, N.Z., which
766
+ was sighted April 12th in S. Latitude 34DEG21', W. Longitude 152DEG17',
767
+ with one living and one dead man aboard.
768
+
769
+ The Vigilant left Valparaiso March 25th, and on April 2nd was driven
770
+ considerably south of her course by exceptionally heavy storms and
771
+ monster waves. On April 12th the derelict was sighted; and though
772
+ apparently deserted, was found upon boarding to contain one survivor in
773
+ a half-delirious condition and one man who had evidently been dead for
774
+ more than a week. The living man was clutching a horrible stone idol of
775
+ unknown origin, about foot in height, regarding whose nature authorities
776
+ at Sydney University, the Royal Society, and the Museum in College
777
+ Street all profess complete bafflement, and which the survivor says he
778
+ found in the cabin of the yacht, in a small carved shrine of common
779
+ pattern.
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+
781
+ This man, after recovering his senses, told an exceedingly strange story
782
+ of piracy and slaughter. He is Gustaf Johansen, a Norwegian of some
783
+ intelligence, and had been second mate of the two-masted schooner Emma
784
+ of Auckland, which sailed for Callao February 20th with a complement of
785
+ eleven men. The Emma, he says, was delayed and thrown widely south of
786
+ her course by the great storm of March 1st, and on March 22nd, in S.
787
+ Latitude 49DEG51' W. Longitude 128DEG34', encountered the Alert, manned
788
+ by a queer and evil-looking crew of Kanakas and half-castes. Being
789
+ ordered peremptorily to turn back, Capt. Collins refused; whereupon the
790
+ strange crew began to fire savagely and without warning upon the
791
+ schooner with a peculiarly heavy battery of brass cannon forming part of
792
+ the yacht's equipment. The Emma's men shewed fight, says the survivor,
793
+ and though the schooner began to sink from shots beneath the water-line
794
+ they managed to heave alongside their enemy and board her, grappling
795
+ with the savage crew on the yacht's deck, and being forced to kill them
796
+ all, the number being slightly superior, because of their particularly
797
+ abhorrent and desperate though rather clumsy mode of fighting.
798
+
799
+ Three of the Emma's men, including Capt. Collins and First Mate Green,
800
+ were killed; and the remaining eight under Second Mate Johansen
801
+ proceeded to navigate the captured yacht, going ahead in their original
802
+ direction to see if any reason for their ordering back had existed. The
803
+ next day, it appears, they raised and landed on a small island, although
804
+ none is known to exist in that part of the ocean; and six of the men
805
+ somehow died ashore, though Johansen is queerly reticent about this part
806
+ of his story, and speaks only of their falling into a rock chasm. Later,
807
+ it seems, he and one companion boarded the yacht and tried to manage
808
+ her, but were beaten about by the storm of April 2nd, From that time
809
+ till his rescue on the 12th the man remembers little, and he does not
810
+ even recall when William Briden, his companion, died. Briden's death
811
+ reveals no apparent cause, and was probably due to excitement or
812
+ exposure. Cable advices from Dunedin report that the Alert was well
813
+ known there as an island trader, and bore an evil reputation along the
814
+ waterfront, It was owned by a curious group of half-castes whose
815
+ frequent meetings and night trips to the woods attracted no little
816
+ curiosity; and it had set sail in great haste just after the storm and
817
+ earth tremors of March 1st. Our Auckland correspondent gives the Emma
818
+ and her crew an excellent reputation, and Johansen is described as a
819
+ sober and worthy man. The admiralty will institute an inquiry on the
820
+ whole matter beginning tomorrow, at which every effort will be made to
821
+ induce Johansen to speak more freely than he has done hitherto.
822
+
823
+ This was all, together with the picture of the hellish image; but what a
824
+ train of ideas it started in my mind! Here were new treasuries of data on
825
+ the Cthulhu Cult, and evidence that it had strange interests at sea as
826
+ well as on land. What motive prompted the hybrid crew to order back the
827
+ Emma as they sailed about with their hideous idol? What was the unknown
828
+ island on which six of the Emma's crew had died, and about which the mate
829
+ Johansen was so secretive? What had the vice-admiralty's investigation
830
+ brought out, and what was known of the noxious cult in Dunedin? And most
831
+ marvellous of all, what deep and more than natural linkage of dates was
832
+ this which gave a malign and now undeniable significance to the various
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+ turns of events so carefully noted by my uncle?
834
+
835
+ March 1st - or February 28th according to the International Date Line -
836
+ the earthquake and storm had come. From Dunedin the Alert and her noisome
837
+ crew had darted eagerly forth as if imperiously summoned, and on the other
838
+ side of the earth poets and artists had begun to dream of a strange, dank
839
+ Cyclopean city whilst a young sculptor had moulded in his sleep the form
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+ of the dreaded Cthulhu. March 23rd the crew of the Emma landed on an
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+ unknown island and left six men dead; and on that date the dreams of
842
+ sensitive men assumed a heightened vividness and darkened with dread of a
843
+ giant monster's malign pursuit, whilst an architect had gone mad and a
844
+ sculptor had lapsed suddenly into delirium! And what of this storm of
845
+ April 2nd - the date on which all dreams of the dank city ceased, and
846
+ Wilcox emerged unharmed from the bondage of strange fever? What of all
847
+ this - and of those hints of old Castro about the sunken, star-born Old
848
+ Ones and their coming reign; their faithful cult and their mastery of
849
+ dreams? Was I tottering on the brink of cosmic horrors beyond man's power
850
+ to bear? If so, they must be horrors of the mind alone, for in some way
851
+ the second of April had put a stop to whatever monstrous menace had begun
852
+ its siege of mankind's soul.
853
+
854
+ That evening, after a day of hurried cabling and arranging, I bade my host
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+ adieu and took a train for San Francisco. In less than a month I was in
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+ Dunedin; where, however, I found that little was known of the strange
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+ cult-members who had lingered in the old sea-taverns. Waterfront scum was
858
+ far too common for special mentnon; though there was vague talk about one
859
+ inland trip these mongrels had made, during which faint drumming and red
860
+ flame were noted on the distant hills. In Auckland I learned that Johansen
861
+ had returned with yellow hair turned white after a perfunctory and
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+ inconclusive questioning at Sydney, and had thereafter sold his cottage in
863
+ West Street and sailed with his wife to his old home in Oslo. Of his
864
+ stirring experience he would tell his friends no more than he had told the
865
+ admiralty officials, and all they could do was to give me his Oslo
866
+ address.
867
+
868
+ After that I went to Sydney and talked profitlessly with seamen and
869
+ members of the vice-admiralty court. I saw the Alert, now sold and in
870
+ commercial use, at Circular Quay in Sydney Cove, but gained nothing from
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+ its non-committal bulk. The crouching image with its cuttlefish head,
872
+ dragon body, scaly wings, and hieroglyphed pedestal, was preserved in the
873
+ Museum at Hyde Park; and I studied it long and well, finding it a thing of
874
+ balefully exquisite workmanship, and with the same utter mystery, terrible
875
+ antiquity, and unearthly strangeness of material which I had noted in
876
+ Legrasse's smaller specimen. Geologists, the curator told me, had found it
877
+ a monstrous puzzle; for they vowed that the world held no rock like it.
878
+ Then I thought with a shudder of what Old Castro had told Legrasse about
879
+ the Old Ones; "They had come from the stars, and had brought Their images
880
+ with Them."
881
+
882
+ Shaken with such a mental revolution as I had never before known, I now
883
+ resolved to visit Mate Johansen in Oslo. Sailing for London, I reembarked
884
+ at once for the Norwegian capital; and one autumn day landed at the trim
885
+ wharves in the shadow of the Egeberg. Johansen's address, I discovered,
886
+ lay in the Old Town of King Harold Haardrada, which kept alive the name of
887
+ Oslo during all the centuries that the greater city masqueraded as
888
+ "Christiana." I made the brief trip by taxicab, and knocked with palpitant
889
+ heart at the door of a neat and ancient building with plastered front. A
890
+ sad-faced woman in black answered my summons, and I was stung th
891
+ disappointment when she told me in halting English that Gustaf Johansen
892
+ was no more.
893
+
894
+ He had not long survived his return, said his wife, for the doings sea in
895
+ 1925 had broken him. He had told her no more than he told the public, but
896
+ had left a long manuscript - of "technical matters" as he said - written
897
+ in English, evidently in order to guard her from the peril of casual
898
+ perusal. During a walk rough a narrow lane near the Gothenburg dock, a
899
+ bundle of papers falling from an attic window had knocked him down. Two
900
+ Lascar sailors at once helped him to his feet, but before the ambulance
901
+ could reach him he was dead. Physicians found no adequate cause the end,
902
+ and laid it to heart trouble and a weakened constitution. I now felt
903
+ gnawing at my vitals that dark terror which will never leave me till I,
904
+ too, am at rest; "accidentally" or otherwise. Persuad-g the widow that my
905
+ connexion with her husband's "technical matters" was sufficient to entitle
906
+ me to his manuscript, I bore the document away and began to read it on the
907
+ London boat.
908
+
909
+ It was a simple, rambling thing - a naive sailor's effort at a post-facto
910
+ diary - and strove to recall day by day that last awful voyage. I cannot
911
+ attempt to transcribe it verbatim in all its cloudiness and redundance,
912
+ but I will tell its gist enough to shew why the sound the water against
913
+ the vessel's sides became so unendurable to me that I stopped my ears with
914
+ cotton.
915
+
916
+ Johansen, thank God, did not know quite all, even though he saw the city
917
+ and the Thing, but I shall never sleep calmly again when I think of the
918
+ horrors that lurk ceaselessly behind life in time and in space, and of
919
+ those unhallowed blasphemies from elder stars which dream beneath the sea,
920
+ known and favoured by a nightmare cult ready and eager to loose them upon
921
+ the world whenever another earthquake shall heave their monstrous stone
922
+ city again to the sun and air.
923
+
924
+ Johansen's voyage had begun just as he told it to the vice-admiralty. The
925
+ Emma, in ballast, had cleared Auckland on February 20th, and had felt the
926
+ full force of that earthquake-born tempest which must have heaved up from
927
+ the sea-bottom the horrors that filled men's dreams. Once more under
928
+ control, the ship was making good progress when held up by the Alert on
929
+ March 22nd, and I could feel the mate's regret as he wrote of her
930
+ bombardment and sinking. Of the swarthy cult-fiends on the Alert he speaks
931
+ with significant horror. There was some peculiarly abominable quality
932
+ about them which made their destruction seem almost a duty, and Johansen
933
+ shews ingenuous wonder at the charge of ruthlessness brought against his
934
+ party during the proceedings of the court of inquiry. Then, driven ahead
935
+ by curiosity in their captured yacht under Johansen's command, the men
936
+ sight a great stone pillar sticking out of the sea, and in S. Latitude
937
+ 47DEG9', W. Longitude l23DEG43', come upon a coastline of mingled mud,
938
+ ooze, and weedy Cyclopean masonry which can be nothing less than the
939
+ tangible substance of earth's supreme terror - the nightmare corpse-city
940
+ of R'lyeh, that was built in measureless aeons behind history by the vast,
941
+ loathsome shapes that seeped down from the dark stars. There lay great
942
+ Cthulhu and his hordes, hidden in green slimy vaults and sending out at
943
+ last, after cycles incalculable, the thoughts that spread fear to the
944
+ dreams of the sensitive and called imperiously to the faithfull to come on
945
+ a pilgrimage of liberation and restoration. All this Johansen did not
946
+ suspect, but God knows he soon saw enough!
947
+
948
+ I suppose that only a single mountain-top, the hideous monolith-crowned
949
+ citadel whereon great Cthulhu was buried, actually emerged from the
950
+ waters. When I think of the extent of all that may be brooding down there
951
+ I almost wish to kill myself forthwith. Johansen and his men were awed by
952
+ the cosmic majesty of this dripping Babylon of elder daemons, and must
953
+ have guessed without guidance that it was nothing of this or of any sane
954
+ planet. Awe at the unbelievable size of the greenish stone blocks, at the
955
+ dizzying height of the great carven monolith, and at the stupefying
956
+ identity of the colossal statues and bas-reliefs with the queer image
957
+ found in the shrine on the Alert, is poignantly visible in every line of
958
+ the mates frightened description.
959
+
960
+ Without knowing what futurism is like, Johansen achieved something very
961
+ close to it when he spoke of the city; for instead of describing any
962
+ definite structure or building, he dwells only on broad impressions of
963
+ vast angles and stone surfaces - surfaces too great to belong to anything
964
+ right or proper for this earth, and impious with horrible images and
965
+ hieroglyphs. I mention his talk about angles because it suggests something
966
+ Wilcox had told me of his awful dreams. He said that the geometry of the
967
+ dream-place he saw was abnormal, non-Euclidean, and loathsomely redolent
968
+ of spheres and dimensions apart from ours. Now an unlettered seaman felt
969
+ the same thing whilst gazing at the terrible reality.
970
+
971
+ Johansen and his men landed at a sloping mud-bank on this monstrous
972
+ Acropolis, and clambered slipperily up over titan oozy blocks which could
973
+ have been no mortal staircase. The very sun of heaven seemed distorted
974
+ when viewed through the polarising miasma welling out from this sea-soaked
975
+ perversion, and twisted menace and suspense lurked leeringly in those
976
+ crazily elusive angles of carven rock where a second glance shewed
977
+ concavity after the first shewed convexity.
978
+
979
+ Something very like fright had come over all the explorers before anything
980
+ more definite than rock and ooze and weed was seen. Each would have fled
981
+ had he not feared the scorn of the others, and it was only half-heartedly
982
+ that they searched - vainly, as it proved - for some portable souvenir to
983
+ bear away.
984
+
985
+ It was Rodriguez the Portuguese who climbed up the foot of the monolith
986
+ and shouted of what he had found. The rest followed him, and looked
987
+ curiously at the immense carved door with the now familiar squid-dragon
988
+ bas-relief. It was, Johansen said, like a great barn-door; and they all
989
+ felt that it was a door because of the ornate lintel, threshold, and jambs
990
+ around it, though they could not decide whether it lay flat like a
991
+ trap-door or slantwise like an outside cellar-door. As Wilcox would have
992
+ said, the geometry of the place was all wrong. One could not be sure that
993
+ the sea and the ground were horizontal, hence the relative position of
994
+ everything else seemed phantasmally variable.
995
+
996
+ Briden pushed at the stone in several places without result. Then Donovan
997
+ felt over it delicately around the edge, pressing each point separately as
998
+ he went. He climbed interminably along the grotesque stone moulding - that
999
+ is, one would call it climbing if the thing was not after all horizontal -
1000
+ and the men wondered how any door in the universe could be so vast. Then,
1001
+ very softly and slowly, the acre-great lintel began to give inward at the
1002
+ top; and they saw that it was balauced
1003
+
1004
+ Donovan slid or somehow propelled himself down or along the jamb and
1005
+ rejoined his fellows, and everyone watched the queer recession of the
1006
+ monstrously carven portal. In this phantasy of prismatic distortion it
1007
+ moved anomalously in a diagonal way, so that all the rules of matter and
1008
+ perspective seemed upset.
1009
+
1010
+ The aperture was black with a darkness almost material. That tenebrousness
1011
+ was indeed a positive quality; for it obscured such parts of the inner
1012
+ walls as ought to have been revealed, and actually burst forth like smoke
1013
+ from its aeon-long imprisonment, visibly darkening the sun as it slunk
1014
+ away into the shrunken and gibbous sky on flapping membraneous wings. The
1015
+ odour rising from the newly opened depths was intolerable, and at length
1016
+ the quick-eared Hawkins thought he heard a nasty, slopping sound down
1017
+ there. Everyone listened, and everyone was listening still when It
1018
+ lumbered slobberingly into sight and gropingly squeezed Its gelatinous
1019
+ green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of
1020
+ that poison city of madness.
1021
+
1022
+ Poor Johansen's handwriting almost gave out when he wrote of this. Of the
1023
+ six men who never reached the ship, he thinks two perished of pure fright
1024
+ in that accursed instant. The Thing cannot be described - there is no
1025
+ language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch
1026
+ contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order. A mountain walked
1027
+ or stumbled. God! What wonder that across the earth a great architect went
1028
+ mad, and poor Wilcox raved with fever in that telepathic instant? The
1029
+ Thing of the idols, the green, sticky spawn of the stars, had awaked to
1030
+ claim his own. The stars were right again, and what an age-old cult had
1031
+ failed to do by design, a band of innocent sailors had done by accident.
1032
+ After vigintillions of years great Cthulhu was loose again, and ravening
1033
+ for delight.
1034
+
1035
+ Three men were swept up by the flabby claws before anybody turned. God
1036
+ rest them, if there be any rest in the universe. They were Donovan,
1037
+ Guerrera, and Angstrom. Parker slipped as the other three were plunging
1038
+ frenziedly over endless vistas of green-crusted rock to the boat, and
1039
+ Johansen swears he was swallowed up by an angle of masonry which shouldn't
1040
+ have been there; an angle which was acute, but behaved as if it were
1041
+ obtuse. So only Briden and Johansen reached the boat, and pulled
1042
+ desperately for the Alert as the mountainous monstrosity flopped down the
1043
+ slimy stones and hesitated, floundering at the edge of the water.
1044
+
1045
+ Steam had not been suffered to go down entirely, despite the departure of
1046
+ all hands for the shore; and it was the work of only a few moments of
1047
+ feverish rushing up and down between wheel and engines to get the Alert
1048
+ under way. Slowly, amidst the distorted horrors of that indescribable
1049
+ scene, she began to churn the lethal waters; whilst on the masonry of that
1050
+ charnel shore that was not of earth the titan Thing from the stars
1051
+ slavered and gibbered like Polypheme cursing the fleeing ship of Odysseus.
1052
+ Then, bolder than the storied Cyclops, great Cthulhu slid greasily into
1053
+ the water and began to pursue with vast wave-raising strokes of cosmic
1054
+ potency. Briden looked back and went mad, laughing shrilly as he kept on
1055
+ laughing at intervals till death found him one night in the cabin whilst
1056
+ Johansen was wandering deliriously.
1057
+
1058
+ But Johansen had not given out yet. Knowing that the Thing could surely
1059
+ overtake the Alert until steam was fully up, he resolved on a desperate
1060
+ chance; and, setting the engine for full speed, ran lightning-like on deck
1061
+ and reversed the wheel. There was a mighty eddying and foaming in the
1062
+ noisome brine, and as the steam mounted higher and higher the brave
1063
+ Norwegian drove his vessel head on against the pursuing jelly which rose
1064
+ above the unclean froth like the stern of a daemon galleon. The awful
1065
+ squid-head with writhing feelers came nearly up to the bowsprit of the
1066
+ sturdy yacht, but johansen drove on relentlessly. There was a bursting as
1067
+ of an exploding bladder, a slushy nastiness as of a cloven sunfish, a
1068
+ stench as of a thousand opened graves, and a sound that the chronicler
1069
+ could not put on paper. For an instant the ship was befouled by an acrid
1070
+ and blinding green cloud, and then there was only a venomous seething
1071
+ astern; where - God in heaven! - the scattered plasticity of that nameless
1072
+ sky-spawn was nebulously recombining in its hateful original form, whilst
1073
+ its distance widened every second as the Alert gained impetus from its
1074
+ mounting steam.
1075
+
1076
+ That was all. After that Johansen only brooded over the idol in the cabin
1077
+ and attended to a few matters of food for himself and the laughing maniac
1078
+ by his side. He did not try to navigate after the first bold flight, for
1079
+ the reaction had taken something out of his soul. Then came the storm of
1080
+ April 2nd, and a gathering of the clouds about his consciousness. There is
1081
+ a sense of spectral whirling through liquid gulfs of infinity, of dizzying
1082
+ rides through reeling universes on a comets tail, and of hysterical
1083
+ plunges from the pit to the moon and from the moon back again to the pit,
1084
+ all livened by a cachinnating chorus of the distorted, hilarious elder
1085
+ gods and the green, bat-winged mocking imps of Tartarus.
1086
+
1087
+ Out of that dream came rescue-the Vigilant, the vice-admiralty court, the
1088
+ streets of Dunedin, and the long voyage back home to the old house by the
1089
+ Egeberg. He could not tell - they would think him mad. He would write of
1090
+ what he knew before death came, but his wife must not guess. Death would
1091
+ be a boon if only it could blot out the memories.
1092
+
1093
+ That was the document I read, and now I have placed it in the tin box
1094
+ beside the bas-relief and the papers of Professor Angell. With it shall go
1095
+ this record of mine - this test of my own sanity, wherein is pieced
1096
+ together that which I hope may never be pieced together again. I have
1097
+ looked upon all that the universe has to hold of horror, and even the
1098
+ skies of spring and the flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to
1099
+ me. But I do not think my life will be long. As my uncle went, as poor
1100
+ Johansen went, so I shall go. I know too much, and the cult still lives.
1101
+
1102
+ Cthulhu still lives, too, I suppose, again in that chasm of stone which
1103
+ has shielded him since the sun was young. His accursed city is sunken once
1104
+ more, for the Vigilant sailed over the spot after the April storm; but his
1105
+ ministers on earth still bellow and prance and slay around idol-capped
1106
+ monoliths in lonely places. He must have been trapped by the sinking
1107
+ whilst within his black abyss, or else the world would by now be screaming
1108
+ with fright and frenzy. Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and
1109
+ what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and
1110
+ decay spreads over the tottering cities of men. A time will come - but I
1111
+ must not and cannot think! Let me pray that, if I do not survive this
1112
+ manuscript, my executors may put caution before audacity and see that it
1113
+ meets no other eye.
1114
+
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+ ----------------------------------------------------------------------
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+
1117
+ The Lovecraft Library wishes to extend its gratitude to Eulogio Garcia
1118
+ Recalde for transcribing this text.