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Only
two
of
the
prisoners
were
found
sane
enough
to
be
hanged
,
and
the
rest
were
committed
to
various
institutions
.
All
denied
a
part
in
the
ritual
murders
,
and
averred
that
the
killing
had
been
done
by
Black
Winged
Ones
which
had
come
to
them
from
their
immemorial
meeting-place
in
the
haunted
wood
.
But
of
those
mysterious
allies
no
coherent
account
could
ever
be
gained
.
What
the
police
did
extract
,
came
mainly
from
the
immensely
aged
mestizo
named
Castro
,
who
claimed
to
have
sailed
to
strange
ports
and
talked
with
undying
leaders
of
the
cult
in
the
mountains
of
China
.
Old
Castro
remembered
bits
of
hideous
legend
that
paled
the
speculations
of
theosophists
and
made
man
and
the
world
seem
recent
and
transient
indeed
.
There
had
been
aeons
when
other
Things
ruled
on
the
earth
,
and
They
had
had
great
cities
.
Remains
of
Them
,
he
said
the
deathless
Chinamen
had
told
him
,
were
still
to
be
found
as
Cyclopean
stones
on
islands
in
the
Pacific
.
They
all
died
vast
epochs
of
time
before
men
came
,
but
there
were
arts
which
could
revive
Them
when
the
stars
had
come
round
again
to
the
right
positions
in
the
cycle
of
eternity
.
They
had
,
indeed
,
come
themselves
from
the
stars
,
and
brought
Their
images
with
Them
.
These
Great
Old
Ones
,
Castro
continued
,
were
not
composed
altogether
of
flesh
and
blood
.
They
had
shape
--
for
did
not
this
star-fashioned
image
prove
it
?
--
but
that
shape
was
not
made
of
matter
.
When
the
stars
were
right
,
They
could
plunge
from
world
to
world
through
the
sky
;
but
when
the
stars
were
wrong
,
They
could
not
live
.
But
although
They
no
longer
lived
,
They
would
never
really
die
.
They
all
lay
in
stone
houses
in
Their
great
city
of
R'lyeh
,
preserved
by
the
spells
of
mighty
Cthulhu
for
a
glorious
resurrection
when
the
stars
and
the
earth
might
once
more
be
ready
for
Them
.
But
at
that
time
some
force
from
outside
must
serve
to
liberate
Their
bodies
.
The
spells
that
preserved
Them
intact
likewise
prevented
Them
from
making
an
initial
move
,
and
They
could
only
lie
awake
in
the
dark
and
think
whilst
uncounted
millions
of
years
rolled
by
.
They
knew
all
that
was
occurring
in
the
universe
,
for
Their
mode
of
speech
was
transmitted
thought
.
Even
now
They
talked
in
Their
tombs
.
When
,
after
infinities
of
chaos
,
the
first
men
came
,
the
Great
Old
Ones
spoke
to
the
sensitive
among
them
by
moulding
their
dreams
;
for
only
thus
could
Their
language
reach
the
fleshly
minds
of
mammals
.
Then
,
whispered
Castro
,
those
first
men
formed
the
cult
around
small
idols
which
the
Great
Ones
shewed
them
;
idols
brought
in
dim
eras
from
dark
stars
.
That
cult
would
never
die
till
the
stars
came
right
again
,
and
the
secret
priests
would
take
great
Cthulhu
from
His
tomb
to
revive
His
subjects
and
resume
His
rule
of
earth
.
The
time
would
be
easy
to
know
,
for
then
mankind
would
have
become
as
the
Great
Old
Ones
;
free
and
wild
and
beyond
good
and
evil
,
with
laws
and
morals
thrown
aside
and
all
men
shouting
and
killing
and
revelling
in
joy
.
Then
the
liberated
Old
Ones
would
teach
them
new
ways
to
shout
and
kill
and
revel
and
enjoy
themselves
,
and
all
the
earth
would
flame
with
a
holocaust
of
ecstasy
and
freedom
.
Meanwhile
the
cult
,
by
appropriate
rites
,
must
keep
alive
the
memory
of
those
ancient
ways
and
shadow
forth
the
prophecy
of
their
return
.
In
the
elder
time
chosen
men
had
talked
with
the
entombed
Old
Ones
in
dreams
,
but
then
something
happened
.
The
great
stone
city
R'lyeh
,
with
its
monoliths
and
sepulchres
,
had
sunk
beneath
the
waves
;
and
the
deep
waters
,
full
of
the
one
primal
mystery
through
which
not
even
thought
can
pass
,
had
cut
off
the
spectral
intercourse
.
But
memory
never
died
,
and
the
high-priests
said
that
the
city
would
rise
again
when
the
stars
were
right
.
Then
came
out
of
the
earth
the
black
spirits
of
earth
,
mouldy
and
shadowy
,
and
full
of
dim
rumours
picked
up
in
caverns
beneath
forgotten
sea-bottoms
.
But
of
them
old
Castro
dared
not
speak
much
.
He
cut
himself
off
hurriedly
,
and
no
amount
of
persuasion
or
subtlety
could
elicit
more
in
this
direction
.
The
size
of
the
Old
Ones
,
too
,
he
curiously
declined
to
mention
.
Of
the
cult
,
he
said
that
he
thought
the
centre
lay
amid
the
pathless
desert
of
Arabia
,
where
Irem
,
the
City
of
Pillars
,
dreams
hidden
and
untouched
.
It
was
not
allied
to
the
European
witch-cult
,
and
was
virtually
unknown
beyond
its
members
.
No
book
had
ever
really
hinted
of
it
,
though
the
deathless
Chinamen
said
that
there
were
double
meanings
in
the
Necronomicon
of
the
mad
Arab
Abdul
Alhazred
which
the
initiated
might
read
as
they
chose
,
especially
the
much-discussed
couplet
:
"
That
is
not
dead
which
can
eternal
lie
,
And
with
strange
aeons
even
death
may
die
.
"
Legrasse
,
deeply
impressed
and
not
a
little
bewildered
,
had
inquired
in
vain
concerning
the
historic
affiliations
of
the
cult
.
Castro
,
apparently
,
had
told
the
truth
when
he
said
that
it
was
wholly
secret
.
The
authorities
at
Tulane
University
could
shed
no
light
upon
either
cult
or
image
,
and
now
the
detective
had
come
to
the
highest
authorities
in
the
country
and
met
with
no
more
than
the
Greenland
tale
of
Professor
Webb
.
