“The worm-man was almost upon me, and transcending all fear of a violent death was the horror of contact with those moistly glistening limbs. The control button proved to be on the right. I pressed it. And the door began to close rapidly and smoothly. In the very instant of its closing, a loathsome, moist mass appeared at the narrowing opening. My heart leapt and then seemed to stop. I thought that one of those great pink arms was about to be thrust through. Judging the door to be a frail one, I... looked in those few instances upon a fate more horrible than any which had befallen man since prehistoric times. The door closed. And now came a hollow booming, and a perceptible vibration of the floor upon which I stood. That unnameable thing was endeavouring to batter a way in! I inhaled deeply, and knew such a sense of relief as I could not have believed possible under the roof of Dr. Fu-Manchu. The door was of metal. Not even the unnatural strength of the monster could prevail against it. All sounds were curiously muted here; but one harsh bellow of what I took to be frustrated rage reached me very dimly.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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