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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: Wilcox emerged unharmed from the bondage of strange fever? What
of all this - and of those hints of old Castro about the sunken,
star-born Old Ones and their coming reign; their faithful cult
and their mastery of dreams? Was I tottering on the brink of cosmic
horrors beyond man's power to bear? If so, they must be horrors
of the mind alone, for in some way the second of April had put
a stop to whatever monstrous menace had begun its siege of mankind's
soul.
That evening, after a day of hurried cabling and arranging,
I bade my host adieu and took a train for San Francisco. In less
than a month I was in Dunedin; where, however, I found that little
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