Call of Cthulu Narration
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North American (General)Transcript
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the aperture was black, with the darkness almost material. That 10 nervousness was indeed a positive quality. For it obscured such parts of the inner walls as ought to have been revealed and actually burst forth like smoke from its E on long imprisonment, visibly darkening the sun as it slunk away into the shrunken and gibbous sky on flapping member nous wings. The odor rising from the newly opened depths was intolerable, and at length, the quick your Hawkins thought he heard a nasty slopping sound down there. Everyone listened and everyone was listening. Still, when it lumbered, slobbering Lee into sight and groping, Lee squeezed its gelatinous green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of that poison city of madness. Both Branson's handwriting almost gave out when he wrote this of the six men who never reached the ship, he thinks to perish. The pure fright in that occurs it instant. The thing cannot be described. There's no language for such ab ISMs. Freaking an immemorial lunacy. Such Eldridge contradictions of all matter force and cosmic order. A mountain walked or stumbled. God, what? Wonder that across the earth, a great architect went mad and poor Wilcox raved with a fever in that telepathic instant, The thing of the idols, the green sticky spawn of the stars had awake to claim his own. The stars were right again and what an age old colt had failed to do by design a band of innocents sailors had done by accident. After Vigen trillions of years, great Cath Lulu was loose again and ravening for delight.