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Nahum
said
somethin'
lived
in
the
well
that
sucks
your
life
out
.
He
said
it
must
be
some'at
growed
from
a
round
ball
like
one
we
all
seen
in
the
meteor
stone
that
fell
a
year
ago
June
.
Sucks
an
'
burns
,
he
said
,
an
'
is
jest
a
cloud
of
colour
like
that
light
out
thar
now
,
that
ye
can
hardly
see
an
'
ca
n't
tell
what
it
is
.
Nahum
thought
it
feeds
on
everything
livin
'
an
'
gits
stronger
all
the
time
.
He
said
he
seen
it
this
last
week
.
It
must
be
somethin'
from
away
off
in
the
sky
like
the
men
from
the
college
last
year
says
the
meteor
stone
was
.
The
way
it
's
made
an
'
the
way
it
works
ai
n't
like
no
way
o
'
God
's
world
.
It
's
some'at
from
beyond
.
"
So
the
men
paused
indecisively
as
the
light
from
the
well
grew
stronger
and
the
hitched
horses
pawed
and
whinnied
in
increasing
frenzy
.
It
was
truly
an
awful
moment
;
with
terror
in
that
ancient
and
accursed
house
itself
,
four
monstrous
sets
of
fragments
--
two
from
the
house
and
two
from
the
well
--
in
the
woodshed
behind
,
and
that
shaft
of
unknown
and
unholy
iridescence
from
the
slimy
depths
in
front
.
Ammi
had
restrained
the
driver
on
impulse
,
forgetting
how
uninjured
he
himself
was
after
the
clammy
brushing
of
that
coloured
vapour
in
the
attic
room
,
but
perhaps
it
is
just
as
well
that
he
acted
as
he
did
.
No
one
will
ever
know
what
was
abroad
that
night
;
and
though
the
blasphemy
from
beyond
had
not
so
far
hurt
any
human
of
unweakened
mind
,
there
is
no
telling
what
it
might
not
have
done
at
that
last
moment
,
and
with
its
seemingly
increased
strength
and
the
special
signs
of
purpose
it
was
soon
to
display
beneath
the
half-clouded
moonlit
sky
.
All
at
once
one
of
the
detectives
at
the
window
gave
a
short
,
sharp
gasp
.
The
others
looked
at
him
,
and
then
quickly
followed
his
own
gaze
upward
to
the
point
at
which
its
idle
straying
had
been
suddenly
arrested
.
There
was
no
need
for
words
.
What
had
been
disputed
in
country
gossip
was
disputable
no
longer
,
and
it
is
because
of
the
thing
which
every
man
of
that
party
agreed
in
whispering
later
on
that
the
strange
days
are
never
talked
about
in
Arkham
.
It
is
necessary
to
premise
that
there
was
no
wind
at
that
hour
of
the
evening
.
One
did
arise
not
long
afterward
,
but
there
was
absolutely
none
then
.
Even
the
dry
tips
of
the
lingering
hedge-mustard
,
grey
and
blighted
,
and
the
fringe
on
the
roof
of
the
standing
democrat-wagon
were
unstirred
.
And
yet
amid
that
tense
,
godless
calm
the
high
bare
boughs
of
all
the
trees
in
the
yard
were
moving
.
They
were
twitching
morbidly
and
spasmodically
,
clawing
in
convulsive
and
epileptic
madness
at
the
moonlit
clouds
;
scratching
impotently
in
the
noxious
air
as
if
jerked
by
some
alien
and
bodiless
line
of
linkage
with
subterrene
horrors
writhing
and
struggling
below
the
black
roots
.
Not
a
man
breathed
for
several
seconds
.
Then
a
cloud
of
darker
depth
passed
over
the
moon
,
and
the
silhouette
of
clutching
branches
faded
out
momentarily
.
At
this
there
was
a
general
cry
;
muffled
with
awe
,
but
husky
and
almost
identical
from
every
throat
.
For
the
terror
had
not
faded
with
the
silhouette
,
and
in
a
fearsome
instant
of
deeper
darkness
the
watchers
saw
wriggling
at
that
treetop
height
a
thousand
tiny
points
of
faint
and
unhallowed
radiance
,
tipping
each
bough
like
the
fire
of
St.
Elmo
or
the
flames
that
came
down
on
the
apostles
'
heads
at
Pentecost
.
It
was
a
monstrous
constellation
of
unnatural
light
,
like
a
glutted
swarm
of
corpse-fed
fireflies
dancing
hellish
sarabands
over
an
accursed
marsh
;
and
its
colour
was
that
same
nameless
intrusion
which
Ammi
had
come
to
recognise
and
dread
.
All
the
while
the
shaft
of
phosphorescence
from
the
well
was
getting
brighter
and
brighter
,
bringing
to
the
minds
of
the
huddled
men
a
sense
of
doom
and
abnormality
which
far
outraced
any
image
their
conscious
minds
could
form
.
It
was
no
longer
shining
out
,
it
was
pouring
out
;
and
as
the
shapeless
stream
of
unplaceable
colour
left
the
well
it
seemed
to
flow
directly
into
the
sky
.
The
veterinary
shivered
,
and
walked
to
the
front
door
to
drop
the
heavy
extra
bar
across
it
.
Ammi
shook
no
less
,
and
had
to
tug
and
point
for
lack
of
a
controllable
voice
when
he
wished
to
draw
notice
to
the
growing
luminosity
of
the
trees
.
The
neighing
and
stamping
of
the
horses
had
become
utterly
frightful
,
but
not
a
soul
of
that
group
in
the
old
house
would
have
ventured
forth
for
any
earthly
reward
.
With
the
moments
the
shining
of
the
trees
increased
,
while
their
restless
branches
seemed
to
strain
more
and
more
toward
verticality
.
The
wood
of
the
well-sweep
was
shining
now
,
and
presently
a
policeman
dumbly
pointed
to
some
wooden
sheds
and
bee-hives
near
the
stone
wall
on
the
west
.
They
were
commencing
to
shine
,
too
,
though
the
tethered
vehicles
of
the
visitors
seemed
so
far
unaffected
.
Then
there
was
a
wild
commotion
and
clopping
in
the
road
,
and
as
Ammi
quenched
the
lamp
for
better
seeing
they
realised
that
the
span
of
frantic
greys
had
broke
their
sapling
and
run
off
with
the
democrat-wagon
.
The
shock
served
to
loosen
several
tongues
,
and
embarrassed
whispers
were
exchanged
.
"
It
spreads
on
everything
organic
that
's
been
around
here
,
"
muttered
the
medical
examiner
.
No
one
replied
,
but
the
man
who
had
been
in
the
well
gave
a
hint
that
his
long
pole
must
have
stirred
up
something
intangible
.
"
It
was
awful
,
"
he
added
.
"
There
was
no
bottom
at
all
.
Just
ooze
and
bubbles
and
the
feeling
of
something
lurking
under
there
.
"
Ammi
's
horse
still
pawed
and
screamed
deafeningly
in
the
road
outside
,
and
nearly
drowned
its
owner
's
faint
quaver
as
he
mumbled
his
formless
reflections
.
"
It
come
from
that
stone
...
it
growed
down
thar
...
it
got
everything
livin
'
...
it
fed
itself
on
'em
,
mind
and
body
...
Thad
an
'
Mernie
,
Zenas
an
'
Nabby
...
Nahum
was
the
last
...
they
all
drunk
the
water
...
it
got
strong
on
'em
...
it
come
from
beyond
,
whar
things
ai
n't
like
they
be
here
...
now
it
's
goin
'
home
...
"
At
this
point
,
as
the
column
of
unknown
colour
flared
suddenly
stronger
and
began
to
weave
itself
into
fantastic
suggestions
of
shape
which
each
spectator
later
described
differently
,
there
came
from
poor
tethered
Hero
such
a
sound
as
no
man
before
or
since
ever
heard
from
a
horse
.
Every
person
in
that
low-pitched
sitting
room
stopped
his
ears
,
and
Ammi
turned
away
from
the
window
in
horror
and
nausea
.
Words
could
not
convey
it
--
when
Ammi
looked
out
again
the
hapless
beast
lay
huddled
inert
on
the
moonlit
ground
between
the
splintered
shafts
of
the
buggy
.
That
was
the
last
of
Hero
till
they
buried
him
next
day
.
But
the
present
was
no
time
to
mourn
,
for
almost
at
this
instant
a
detective
silently
called
attention
to
something
terrible
in
the
very
room
with
them
.
In
the
absence
of
the
lamplight
it
was
clear
that
a
faint
phosphorescence
had
begun
to
pervade
the
entire
apartment
.
It
glowed
on
the
broad-planked
floor
and
the
fragment
of
rag
carpet
,
and
shimmered
over
the
sashes
of
the
small-paned
windows
.
It
ran
up
and
down
the
exposed
corner-posts
,
coruscated
about
the
shelf
and
mantel
,
and
infected
the
very
doors
and
furniture
.
Each
minute
saw
it
strengthen
,
and
at
last
it
was
very
plain
that
healthy
living
things
must
leave
that
house
.
