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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: D.S.O., was the greatest surgeon in our division, and had been
hastily assigned to the St. Eloi sector when news of the heavy
fighting reached headquarters. He had come in an aeroplane piloted
by the intrepid Lieut. Ronald Hill, only to be shot down when
directly over his destination. The fall had been spectacular and
awful; Hill was unrecognisable afterward, but the wreck yielded
up the great surgeon in a nearly decapitated but otherwise intact
condition. West had greedily seized the lifeless thing which had
once been his friend and fellow-scholar; and I shuddered when
he finished severing the head, placed it in his hellish vat of
pulpy reptile-tissue to preserve it for future experiments, and
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