fear?

”We all have this fear of darkness because we can’t see and we rely on our vision to protect us. If you shut your eyes and you can’t see, now you have to rely on senses that you don’t normally rely upon.“ -Marc Calin, hypnotist

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace Theosophists have guessed at the awesome grandeur of the cosmic cycle wherein our world and transient it is not from them that there came the single glimpse of forbidden aeons which chills me it and maddens me when I dream of it. That glimpse, like all dread glimpses of truth, flashed out from accidental piecing together of separated things in this case an old newspaper item and the notes of a dead professor. I hope that no one else will accomplish this piecing out; certainly, if I live, I shall never knowingly supply a link in so hideous a chain. I think that the professor, too, intended to keep silent regarding the part he knew, and that he would have destroyed his notes had not sudden death seized him. My knowledge of the thing began in the winter of 1926-27 with the death of my granduncle Professor Emeritus of University, Providence, George Gammell Angell, Semitic Languages in Brown Rhode Island. Professor Angell Are they real? was widely known as an authority on ancient inscriptions, and had frequently been how stories form our perspective on the sea resorted to by the heads of prominent museums; so that his be recalled by many. obscurity of the cause whilst the Newport said, after having been negro who had come courts on the precipitous a short cut from the Myths and Legends

Stories about the deep sea‘s inhabitants are probably as old as mankind itself. In the beginning those stories where told to comprehend the sea and to describe what happened to lost ships or during huge storms. Later, those stories where told by fishermen and sailors to exaggerate their adventures. Those stories of gigantic Kraken ripping apart whole ships, mermaids convincing sailors to jump into the ocean or sea serpents as big as whales where named Seamen‘s yarn.

Stories being as old as mankind, scripts telling about the seas mysteries are as old as writing itself. The most famous one is arguably ”the Odyssey“ by Homer, a Greek writer from around 800 BC. In modern literature the same creatures are being represented and also new creatures were created. H. P. Lovecraft‘s ”The Call of Cthulhu“ from 1926 for example features the alien god ” Cthulhu“ that now has a huge impact on new science fiction stories, games and movies about the sea. More realistic stories, based on Seaman‘s yarn like ”Moby Dick“ by Herman Melville from the 1850s or ”The Old Man And the Sea“ by Ernest Hemingway from the 1950s are also very popular and well known, also among younger readers. passing at the age of ninetytwo may Locally, interest was intensified by the of death. The professor had been stricken boat; falling suddenly, as witnesses jostled by a nautical-looking from one of the queer dark hillside which formed waterfront to

the deceased’s home in Physicians were unable disorder, but concluded that some obscure lesion ascent of so steep a responsible for the end. dissent from this dictum, wonder and more than my quarters in Boston. I correlated will be later Archaeological Society, which puzzling, not find the key always in his pocket. be confronted by a In literature

Williams Street. to find any visible after perplexed debate of the heart, induced by the brisk hill by so elderly a man, was At the time I saw no reason to but latterly I am inclined to wond of files and boxes to Much of the material which published by the American but there was one box I found exceedingly and which I felt much averse from shewing to other eyes. It had been locked, and I did till it occurred to me to examine the personal ring which the professor carried Then indeed I succeeded in opening it, but when I did so seemed only to greater and more closely locked barrier. For what could be the meaning

of the queer clay basfound? Had my uncle, in

relief and the disjointed jottings, ramblings, and cuttings which I his latter years, become credulous of the most superficial impostures? I resolved to search out the eccentric sculptor responsible for rough rectangle less than an inch thick and about five by six inches in area; certainly to be; though my memory, despite much familiarity with the papers or even to hint at its remotest affiliations. Above these apparent hieroglyphics was a figure of evidently pictorial intent,

forbade a very clear idea of its nature. It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing a monster, of a form which