"There was a bright burst of
blue-white light and the inside of the shack flared into brilliance. The frame
and boards of the ramshackle dwelling became sharply delineated and the circle
of men outside was starkly silhouetted. With a loud crack, the front wall of
the hovel ripped open to reveal a scene of carnage within: a circle of
blackened bodies lay in contorted poses across the exposed floor of the room;
in their midst stood the Chinaman with the ruined face, his hideous features
alive in a maniacal grimace exposing the wicked fangs in his mouth. The scene
pulsated with the grotesque white light, shining like phosphorescence on the
dead margin of a lost shore. With this cold gleam dazzling off his opalescent
eye, the wicked interloper resumed his unnerving chant:
'Iä!
Iä! Cthulhu! Cthulhu ftaghn! Iä, naflghn Cthulhu R’lyeh mglw’nafh, eha’ungl
wglw hflghglui ngah’glw, engl Eha gh’eehf gnhugl. Nhflgmg uh’eha wgah’nagl
hfgluhf – U’ng Eha’ghglui Aeeh ehn’hflgh!'..."
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