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mind, apparently, was dwelling on strange things; and the doctor was shuddering as he spoke of them. They included not only a repetition of what he had formerly dreamed, but concerned gigantic things “miles high” which walked or lumbered about. He never fully described these objects but occasional frantic words, as repeated by Dr. Tobey, convinced the professor that they were identical with the nameless monsters he had depicted in his dream-sculpture. Reference to this object, the doctor added, was invariably a prelude to the young man’s lethargy. His temperature, oddly enough, was quite normal; but the whole condition was like true fever rather than mental disorder.
On April 2 at about 3 p.m. every trace of Wilcox’s illness suddenly ceased. He sat upright in bed, astonished to find himself at home and completely ignorant of what had happened in dream or reality since the night of March 22. His physician declared recovering, and he returned to his quarters in three days; but he was not able to help Professor Angell. All traces of strange dreaming had vanished with his recovery, and my uncle kept no record of his night-thoughts after a week of pointless and irrelevant usual visions.
Here the first part of the manuscript ended, but it gave me much material for thought. The notes were the descriptions of the dreams of various persons covering the same period as that in which young Wilcox had had his strange visits. My uncle, it seems, was inquiring amongst nearly all the friends whom he could question, asking for nightly reports of their dreams, and the dates of any notable visions for some time past. He received so many responses, that it was impossible to handle them without a secretary. This original correspondence was not preserved, but his notes formed a thorough and really significant digest. Average people in society and business gave an almost completely negative result, though there were some formless nocturnal impressions, between March 23 and April 2 – the period of young Wilcox’s delirium. Four cases gave vague descriptions of strange landscapes, and in one case there was mentioned a dread of something abnormal.
The answers of artists and poets were the most interesting, and I suspect that panic would have appeared if they had compared the notes. But these were not original letters, and I suspected that they were being asked leading questions, or that the correspondence was edited. That is why I continued to feel that Wilcox had been imposing on the veteran scientist. The responses from esthetes told disturbing tale. From February 28 to April 2 a large proportion of them had dreamed very bizarre things, the intensity of the dreams was immeasurably stronger during the period of the sculptor’s delirium. Over a fourth of them reported scenes and half-sounds – like those which Wilcox had described; and some of the dreamers were afraid of the gigantic nameless thing which became visible at the end. One case was very sad. A widely known architect with great interest toward theosophy and occultism went violently insane on the date of young Wilcox’s seizure, and several months later was still continuously screaming. He was asking for help, he wanted to be saved from some escaped denizen of hell. If my uncle had mentioned the real names instead of numbers, I would have done some personal investigation; but as it was, I succeeded in tracing down only a few. And it is well that no explanation ever reached them.
The newspapers’ articles, as I have learned, were concerned with cases of panic, mania, and eccentricity during the given period. Professor Angell’s collection was tremendous, and the sources were scattered throughout the globe. Here was a nocturnal suicide in London, where a man had leaped from a window after a shocking cry. Here was a letter to the editor of a newspaper in South America, where a fanatic pretold future from visions he had seen. An article from California described a theosophist colony: people in white robes were preparing for some “glorious fulfillment” which never arrived. Articles from India spoke of serious native unrest toward the end of March 22—23. The west of Ireland, too, was full of wild rumour and legendary stories, and a fantastic painter named Ardois-Bonnot offered a blasphemous “Dream Landscape” in the Paris spring salon of 1926. The recorded troubles in insane asylums were very numerous as well. But I was then convinced that young Wilcox had known of the older matters mentioned by the professor and had set all of this aside.
I. Ужас, воплощённый в глине
Теософы предположили удивительное великолепие космического цикла, в котором наш мир и человеческая раса составляют лишь временные обители. Их странные предположения леденят кровь. Запретные эпохи вызывают во мне дрожь, когда я думаю о них, и раздражают меня, когда я вижу их во сне. Этот проблеск, как и все ужасные проблески истины, возник от случайного соединения воедино разрозненных фрагментов: в данном случае это были старая газета и записки умершего профессора. Я надеюсь, что никто больше не свершит такого соединения; конечно, если я буду жить, то никогда не добавлю ни одного звена к той ужасной цепи. Я думаю, что профессор также намеревался хранить молчание и собирался уничтожить свои записки, но внезапная смерть остановила его.
Мой первый опыт случился зимой 1926-27 годов со смертью моего двоюродного деда, Джорджа Гэммела Энджелла, заслуженного профессора в отставке, специалиста по семитским языкам в Брауновском университете в Провиденсе, Род-Айленд. Профессор Энджелл был широко известен как специалист по древним письменам, и руководители известных музеев часто обращались к нему за помощью; поэтому его смерть в возрасте девяноста двух лет обсуждалась. Кроме того, интерес усиливался туманной причиной смерти. Смерть настигла профессора, когда он возвращался с ньюпортского парохода. Он внезапно упал, как сообщили свидетели, после того как его толкнул негр, по виду – моряк, который появился из одного подозрительного тёмного двора на крутом склоне, по которому пролегал короткий путь от береговой линии к дому профессора на Уильямс-стрит. Врачи не смогли обнаружить что-либо, выходящее за пределы нормы, но после путаных обсуждений заключили, что смерть наступила вследствие неясного повреждения сердца, вызванного напряжённым подъёмом столь пожилым человеком по крутому холму. В то время я не видел причин возражать такому выводу, но впоследствии