Chapter 8

           Itwasagentledaylightrainthatawakedmefrontmystuporinthebrush-grownrailwaycut,andwhenIstaggeredouttotheroadwayaheadIsawnotraceofanyprintsinthefreshmud.Thefishyodour,too,wasgone,Innsmouth’sruinedroofsandtopplingsteeplesloomedupgreylytowardthesoutheast,butnotalivingcreaturedidIspyinallthedesolatesaltmarshesaround.Mywatchwasstillgoing,andtoldmethatthehourwaspastnoon.

           TherealityofwhatIhadbeenthroughwashighlyuncertaininmymind,butIfeltthatsomethinghideouslayinthebackground.Imustgetawayfromevil-shadowedInnsmouthandaccordinglyIbegantotestmycramped,weariedpowersoflocomotion.Despiteweaknesshunger,horror,andbewildermentIfoundmyselfafteratimeabletowalk;sostartedslowlyalongthemuddyroadtoRowley.BeforeeveningIwasinvillage,gettingamealandprovidingmyselfwithpresentableclothes.IcaughtthenighttraintoArkham,andthenextdaytalkedlongandearnestlywithgovernmentofficialsthere;aprocessIlaterrepeatedinBoston.WiththemainresultofthesecolloquiesthepublicisnowfamiliarandIwish,fornormality’ssake,therewerenothingmoretotell.Perhapsitismadnessthatisovertakingmeyetperhapsagreaterhorrororagreatermarvelisreachingout.

           Asmaywellbeimagined,Igaveupmostoftheforeplannedfeaturesoftherestofmytourthescenic,architectural,andantiquariandiversionsonwhichIhadcountedsoheavily.

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