Заявление Рэндольфа Картера [with w_cat] - [3]

[59] "Carter! for the love of God, put back the slab and get out of this if you can! Quick!—leave everything else and make for the outside—it's your only chance! Do as I say, and don't ask me to explain!"

[60] I heard, yet was able only to repeat my frantic questions. Around me were the tombs and the darkness and the shadows; below me, some peril beyond the radius of the human imagination.

[61] But my friend was in greater danger than I, and through my fear I felt a vague resentment that he should deem me capable of deserting him under such circumstances. More clicking, and after a pause a piteous cry from Warren :

[62] "Beat it! For God's sake, put back the slab and beat it, Carter!"

[63] Something in the boyish slang of my evidently stricken companion unleashed my faculties. I formed and shouted a resolution, " Warren , brace up! I'm coming down!" But at this offer the tone of my auditor changed to a scream of utter despair:

[64] "Don't! You can't understand! It's too late—and my own fault. Put back the slab and run—there's nothing else you or anyone can do now!"

[65] The tone changed again, this time acquiring a softer quality, as of hopeless resignation. Yet it remained tense through anxiety for me.

[66] "Quick—before it's too late!"

[67] I tried not to heed him; tried to break through the paralysis which held me, and to fulfil my vow to rush down to his aid. But his next whisper found me still held inert in the chains of stark horror.

[68] "Carter—hurry! It's no use—you must go—better one than two—the slab—"

[69] A pause, more clicking, then the faint voice of Warren :

[70] "Nearly over now—don't make it harder—cover up those damned steps and run for your life—you're losing time—so long, Carter—won't see you again."

[71] Here Warren's whisper swelled into a cry; a cry that gradually rose to a shriek fraught with all the horror of the ages—

[72] "Curse these hellish things—legions—My God! Beat it! Beat it! BEAT IT!"

[73] After that was silence. I know not how many interminable eons I sat stupefied; whispering, muttering, calling, screaming into that telephone. Over and over again through those eons I whispered and muttered, called, shouted, and screamed, " Warren ! Warren ! Answer me—are you there?"

[74] And then there came to me the crowning horror of all—the unbelievable, unthinkable, almost unmentionable thing. I have said that eons seemed to elapse after Warren shrieked forth his last despairing warning, and that only my own cries now broke the hideous silence.

[75] But after a while there was a further clicking in the receiver, and I strained my ears to listen. Again I called down, " Warren , are you there?" and in answer heard the thing which has brought this cloud over my mind. I do not try, gentlemen, to account for that thing—that voice—nor can I venture to describe it in detail, since the first words took away my consciousness and created a mental blank which reaches to the time of my awakening in the hospital.

[76] Shall I say that the voice was deep; hollow; gelatinous; remote; unearthly; inhuman; disembodied? What shall I say? It was the end of my experience, and is the end of my story.

[77] I heard it, and knew no more—heard it as I sat petrified in that unknown cemetery in the hollow, amidst the crumbling stones and the falling tombs, the rank vegetation and the miasmal vapors— heard it well up from the innermost depths of that damnable open sepulcher as I watched amorphous, necrophagous shadows dance beneath an accursed waning moon.

[78] And this is what it said:

"You fool, Warren is DEAD!"

English source.

genre:

Ужасы и Мистика

Author:

Howard Philips Lovecraft

Book title: The Statement of Randolph Carter

Русский источник.

genre:

Научная Фантастика

Author:

Говард Филипс Лавкрафт

Book title: Заявление Рэндольфа Картера