The Case of Charles Dexter Ward

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H.P Lovecraft's intellectual horror story comes to life in this disturbing clip, in which a letter is received from Charles Dexter Ward to his doctor, revealing some secrets and concerns!

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English

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Middle Aged (35-54)

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British (England - Liverpool, Manchester, Lancashire, Cheshire) British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)

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On February 9th, 1928 Dr Willet received a letter from Charles Ward, which he considers off extraordinary importance on about which he has frequently quarrelled with Dr Lyman. Lyman believes that this note contains positive proof of a well developed case of dementia. Pry Cox. But will it, on the other hand, regards it as the last, perfectly sane utterance of the hapless youth. He calls this special attention to the normal character of the penmanship, which, though showing no traces of shattered nerves, is nevertheless distinctly war zone. The text in full is as follows. 100 Prospect Street, Providence, Rhode Island, February 18 1928 Dear Dr Willet. I feel that at last the time has come for me to make the disclosures which I have so long promised you, and for which you have pressed me so often the patients you're soon in waiting and confidence you've shown in my mind and integrity of things I shall never cease to appreciate. But now that I'm ready to speak, I must own with humiliation that no triumph, such as I dreamed off, can never be mine. Instead of trying, five found terror on my talk with you will not be a boast of victory but a plea for help and advice in saving both myself and the world from a horror beyond all human conception or calculation. You recall what those fan letters said about the old raiding party at poor tucks it that must still be done again and quickly upon us Depends Mohr than Khun even be put into words old civilisation, all natural law perhaps even the fate of the solar system in the universe. I have brought to light a monstrous abnormality. But I did it for the sake of knowledge. Now, for the sake of all life and nature, you must help me thrust it back into the dark again. I have left that poor toxic place forever. And we must extirpate everything existing. They're alive or dead. I shall not go there again and you must not believe it. If ever you hear that I'm there. I would tell you why I say this when I see you, I have come home for good. And I wish you would call on me at the very first moment. You can spend five or six hours continuously to hear what I have to say it will take that long. And believe me when I tell you that you have never had a more genuine professional duty than this my life and reason at the very least, things which hang in the balance. I dare not tell my father, for he could not grasp the whole thing. But I have told him of my danger. And he has four men from a detective agency watching the house. I don't know how much good they can do for they have against them forces which even you could scarcely envisage or acknowledge. So come quickly. If you wish to see me alive and hear how you may help save the cosmos from stark ****, any time will do. I shall not be out of the house. Don't telephone ahead, for there is no telling who or what may try to intercept you and let us pray to whatever gods there be that nothing may prevent this meeting in utmost gravity. In desperation, Charles Dexter Ward P s shoot Dr Allen on site on. Dissolve his body in acid. Don't burn it. Dr. Willet received this note about 10:30 a.m. and immediately arranged to spare the whole late afternoon and evening for the momentous talk, letting it extend on into the night as long as might be necessary. He planned to arrive about four o'clock, and through all the intervening hours, were so engulfed in every sort of wild speculation that most of his tasks were very mechanically performed. Maniacal as the letter would have sounded to a stranger will, it had seen too much of Charles Ward's oddities to dismiss it. A sheer raving that's something very subtle, ancient and horrible was hovering about. He felt quite sure, on the reference to Dr Allen could almost be comprehended in view of what for toxic gossip, said of Ward's enigmatic YL colleague. Will. It had never seen the man but had heard much of his aspect in bearing on Could not but wonder what sort of eyes those much discussed dark glasses might conceal.