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From then, the news published on the case have been subject to censorship. We all agree that it was not advisable to inform the public the threat they pose to the Earth these facts. I have said that the lights around the building before uploading. In the spotlight that illuminated the windows with their contents tremendous witness suggested the details of which horror events completely beyond our comprehension. There were two intruders, after checking that we hid in the building before closing time, "two intruders who would not ever punished for the murder of the guard, because they had already paid for his crime. One was Burmese, and the other a native of Fiji. Both were known to the police for their nasty activities in relation to any particular religion. Both were dead, and the more we looked, it seemed that most horrible way to die. In the two painted faces looked the most frantic and inhuman horror. However, from the status of both bodies were differences significant. The Burmese had fallen very close to the case of the mummy, in which glass had been neatly cut a rectangle. In his right hand holding a blue scroll, full of hieroglyphs gray: it was almost a duplicate of the scroll that was kept down in the library. Later, after careful consideration, I came to find slight differences between the two texts. There were no signs of violence on the body, so that, judging by the expression of agony, despair, his face contorted, we conclude that the man had died of an irresistible impression of terror.
But it was the body of the native of Fiji, who was nearby, we were most impressed. One of the policemen was the first to see him, and uttered a cry that should alarm the neighborhood once again on that night of horror. Seeing gray faction contracted and the victim, whose face had been black-and hand still clutching the flashlight, we could have imagined that something horrible had happened. But the officer found what caught us off guard. Even now I remember with disgust without limits. In short, the unfortunate, who shortly before had been considered as a sturdy type Melanesian, was now a rigid figure, gray ash, petrified ... a mixture of rock and fibrous tissue, identical in all respects to that abomination, curled, very old, which was kept in the cabinet who had just raped.
And that was not the worst. Overcoming the other horrors, before grabbing our attention turn to the bodies lying on the ground, we saw the appalling state of the mummy. He could not say that their changes were imperceptible. Clearly and obviously had changed its position. Had doubled and sunk as a result of a strange loss of stiffness. His hands were down stiff so that even partially collapsed tapaban face and - God help us! - Their infernal bulging eyes were fully opened and seemed to look directly at the two intruders who had died of fright, maybe.
That look pale, dead fish, was terribly fascinating. It seemed as if we monitor the entire time we were examining the bodies of the intruders. The effect produced on our nerves was truly amazing because, in a sense, we did experience the odd feeling that we invaded internal rigidity was more painful the simplest implementation of movement, rigidity which later disappeared surprisingly to spend from one to another, the hieroglyphics roll for inspection. Each time I felt irresistibly inclined to look at those bulging eyes. When I examine them, after having recognized the bodies, I seemed to sense something very unique about the glassy surface of those black eyes, beautifully preserved. The more you looked, the more fascinated I became. Finally, I went to the office, despite the odd stiff in my limbs, "got a very powerful amplifier and began to examine carefully those pupils of fish, while others were grouped around me, waiting for the result.
I was skeptical about the theory that can be recorded on the retina scenes and objects, in case of death or coma. However, as soon as I looked into the device, I saw the image of a room, completely different to what we were, reflected in those eyes glassy and remote. In fact, in the back of the retina was a scene vaguely outlined, was undoubtedly the ultimate reflection of those eyes had seen in life ... perhaps millions of years ago. The contours of the image seemed to have faded, so I started to manipulate the amplifier to add another lens. The fact is that this image must have been very clear even in its infinite smallness, when, as a result of some evil spell or manipulation carried out by the visitors, they looked before he died. With the extra lens I got to discover many details not visible at first. The terrified group around me was awaiting the barrage of words trying to relate what I saw
The truth is that in this year 1932, I, a citizen of Boston, was watching a scene belonging to an unknown world and quite strange, to a vanished world of life and memory of the times. I saw a huge room, a chamber of cyclopean masonry, as if be in one of its corners. On the walls were some relief so horrible that even in this imperfect picture, gave me nausea for their brutality and perversion. It was impossible that they were humans who had carved that: impossible, too, who knew the carved human forms when they subjugated those horrible reasons that watched them. In the center of the trap chamber was a huge stone lifted to make way for something that emerged from the depths. That being that flowed from the lower world must have been clearly visible before. In fact, had to be when the mummy's eyes first opened to the intruders struck by terror. But under my lenses only distinguish a monstrous stain.
So was examining the right eye when the device was introduced to a lens of higher magnification. After my exploration would have preferred it had ended there. But at the time I mastered the ardor of discovery, so they moved to the left eye lens of the mummy in the hope of finding less blurred image of the retina. My hands, shaking with excitement, stilted by some mysterious influence, managed to slow the amplifier. A moment later I saw that indeed, the picture was less blurred than in the other eye. And then I saw relatively clearly the unbearable nightmare that sprang from the trap of Cyclopean crypt in that world primary and forgotten ... and fell to the ground uttering inarticulate cries.
When I recovered and did not see any clear image in any of the two eyes of the mummy. Keefe was the sergeant, who looked with my glasses, I did not feel in the mood to get closer again to the face of this abomination. He thanked all the powers of the cosmos have not looked before. I needed all the courage, and I asked him insistently to mind to tell what he saw in those awful moments of revelation. In truth, I could not speak until we moved to the office, away from the monstrosity that should not exist. By then I had begun to conceive the most fearful forebodings about the mummy and his eyes bulging, I had the impression that the mummy had a kind of infernal consciousness through which he received all that happened before it, and that was in vain to communicate some frightening message from the depths of time. That was crazy ... I considered that, at least, would be far better if he had to tell what had envisioned.
After all, was not much he had to say. Emerging, flowing viscously open trap that crypt giant had seen a monstrous mass, amazing, elephantine, power, lightning, whose eyes never ever doubted me. I am not able to describe in words. Could say it was huge, which was equipped with tentacles of proboscis, resembling an octopus, which was almost amorphous, and deformed, half and half covered with rough scales ... Approximate or may reflect the sickening horror of the abominable and hateful extragalactic unspeakable wickedness of that chimera of chaos and darkness. As I write these words, the association of ideas brings me back to feel weak and nauseated. While in the office told them what I saw I had to force myself not to faint again.
They were less impressed those who heard me. When I finished, no one dared say a word for over a quarter of an hour ... Then there were whispered comments, covert allusions to science dreadful Black Book, to the recent turmoil of the religious order and the sinister events of the museum. We talked about Ghatanothoa, whose image, however small, could petrify; of T'yog, the fake parchment, the hero who never returned, the true roll that could void all or part of petrification ... Had he survived to this day? .. Recalled the horrible cults and phrases captured random: "There can be no one but himself", "looked at his face", "knows everything, and can not see or touch," "has been extended memory through the aeons", "will free the real parchment "" He can tell where you are. " Only when he won the first light of dawn we regain our common sense. A common sense that was that gave what I had envisioned ...
did not have to come back on this issue. We gave the press some partial data, and further cooperate with it to censor even these incomplete stories. For example, when the autopsy found that both the brain and other internal organs of the individual in Fiji, frozen, were preserved in all its freshness organic, but sealed by the petrification of outdoor fabrics-anomaly about which doctors are still being discussed yet- , we kept it secret for fear of provoking a new wave of terror public. We knew too well because Ghatanothoa victims stated that kept intact the brain and consciousness-the party that the tabloids would know out of this incident. Only the public was told that the man who had taken the scroll of hieroglyphs, which had tried deposited on the mummy for an opening in the cabinet-was not petrified, whereas he had not been, yes. We requested that we would make certain experiments, applying the two scrolls the petrified body of Fiji and the mummy itself, but we flatly refuse to support such theories superstitious. Naturally, the mummy was removed from the courtroom and taken to the laboratory of the museum, waiting for a really scientific examination in the presence of competent medical authority. Recalling past events, we kept a close watch.
Despite this there was another attempt to enter the museum five December, the two twenty-five in the morning. The alarm device worked immediately, and the attempt was thwarted, but unfortunately, the criminal (or criminals) managed to escape. I am deeply grateful that the public has come to no other reference to the case. Also fervently wish that there was nothing else to say. Transcend something, however. It's natural. And if something happened I do not know what will my executors to this manuscript. In any case, if it were published, the issue is no longer painfully recent memory of everyone. It is my hope also that no one believes in the facts if they are finally revealed. That's the funny thing the public. When the tabloids throws a fib, is willing to swallow whatever, but when he performs a stunning revelation and unusual, the depart with a smile, as if it were pure invention.
For better mental health of people, perhaps just as well. He said he had planned a scientific examination of the mummy. This happened on December 8, exactly one week after the terrible culmination of events, and was directed by the eminent Dr. William Minot, in collaboration with Wentworth Moore, Doctor of Natural Sciences and taxidermist of the museum. Dr. Minot had witnessed the autopsy of petrified native of Fiji, the week before. Also present were Mr. Lawrence Cabot and Dudley Saltonstall, museum administrators, doctors Mason Wells and Carver, the museum service, two representatives of the press and me. During the course of the week, the horrible state of the copy had not visibly changed, apart from some relaxation of the fibers gave the open eye position is a slight variation from time to time. We all were frightened to face her, then watched the impression of conscious and in silence had become intolerable. For my part, I made a great effort to attend the autopsy.
Dr. Minot arrived shortly after one o'clock in the afternoon, and within minutes began his recognition of the mummy. When handling it began to disintegrate quickly in view of this, and taking into account what had been said about the gradual softening of the tissues from the first of October, "decided that there should be a complete dissection before was too late. Therefore prepared the necessary equipment we had in the computer lab, immediately began an autopsy. The uniqueness of gray and mummified tissue that puzzled him.
But his surprise was much higher when he first deep incision. Cut that began to drip slowly to a thick red liquid, the nature-despite the incalculable number of centuries that separated the mummy that our present-was absolutely unequivocal. A few cuts, executed with skill, have uncovered various bodies in an amazing degree of conservation ... In fact, everything was intact except at some points where the petrification had penetrated, causing damage or deformation. The state of the mummy was so similar to the body of the island of Fiji, the eminent doctor was dumbfounded. The perfection of those bulging eyes was terrible and terrifying, and degree of petrification, very difficult to determine.
At half past three p.m. opened the skull ... and ten minutes later, our group, horror, swore to keep secret the results of the autopsy, that only documents held, as this manuscript, may reveal a day. Even the journalists promised to keep the same silence. Because the burr just expose a living, breathing brain.
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