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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: could be found in any direction. There had been five of them in
a car, but now the car stood empty near the ruins in the Frye
yard. The natives, all of whom had talked with the policemen,
seemed at first as perplexed as Armitage and his companions. Then
old Sam Hutchins thought of something and turned pale, nudging
Fred Farr and pointing to the dank, deep hollow that yawned close
by.
'Gawd,' he gasped, 'I telled 'em not ter go daown into the
glen, an' I never thought nobody'd dew it with them tracks an'
that smell an' the whippoorwills a-screechin' daown thar in the
dark o' noonday...'
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