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In all the cases of John Silence—and they were many and often terrible—no other psychic affliction has ever, before or since, impressed me so convincingly with the pathetic impermanence of the human personality, with its fluid nature, and with the alarming possibilities of its transformations. IN ALL THE CASES OF JOHN SILENCE AND THEY WERE MANY AND OFTEN TERRIBLE NO OTHER PSYCHIC AFFLICTION HAS EVER BEFORE OR SINCE IMPRESSED ME SO CONVINCINGLY WITH THE PATHETIC IMPERMANENCE OF THE HUMAN PERSONALITY WITH ITS FLUID NATURE AND WITH THE ALARMING POSSIBILITIES OF ITS TRANSFORMATIONS
 the spectral light reflected from the fog, and the dim blot upon the balsam boughs and blankets signifying Sangree; while over him, and round him, and up and down him, flew the dark mass of "something" on four legs, with pointed muzzle and sharp ears plainly visible against the tent sides, and the occasional gleam of fiery eyes and white fangs. I held my breath and kept utterly still, inwardly and outwardly, for fear, I suppose, that the creature would become conscious of my presence; but the distress I felt went far deeper than the mere sense of personal safety, or the fact of watching something so incredibly active and real. I became keenly aware of the dreadful psychic calamity it involved. The realisation that Sangree lay confined in that narrow space with this species of monstrous projection of himself—that he was wrapped there in the cataleptic sleep, all unconscious that this thing was masquerading with his own life and energies—added a distressing touch of horror to the scene. ERIOR LIT FAINTLY BY THE SPECTRAL LIGHT REFLECTED FROM THE FOG AND THE DIM BLOT UPON THE BALSAM BOUGHS AND BLANKETS SIGNIFYING SANGREE WHILE OVER HIM AND ROUND HIM AND UP AND DOWN HIM FLEW THE DARK MASS OF SOMETHING ON FOUR LEGS WITH POINTED MUZZLE AND SHARP EARS PLAINLY VISIBLE AGAINST THE TENT SIDES AND THE OCCASIONAL GLEAM OF FIERY EYES AND WHITE FANGS I HELD MY BREATH AND KEPT UTTERLY STILL INWARDLY AND OUTWARDLY FOR FEAR I SUPPOSED THAT THE CREATURE WOULD BECOME CONSCIOUS OF MY PRESENCE BUT THE DISTRESS I FELT WENT FAR DEEPER THAN THE MERE SENSE OF PERSONAL SAFETY OR THE FACT OF WATCHING SOMETHING SO INCREDIBLY ACTIVE AND REAL I BECAME KEENLY AWARE OF THE DREADFUL PSYCHIC CALAMITY IT INVOLED THE REALIZATION THAT SANGREE LAY CONFINED IN THAT NARROW SPACE WITH THIS SPECIES OF MONSTROUS PROJECTION OF HIMSELF THAT HE WAS WRAPPED THERE IN THE CATALEPTIC SLEEP ALL UNCONSCIOUS THAT THIS THING WAS MASQUERADING WITH HIS OWN LIFE AND ENERGIES ADDED A DISTRESSING TOUCH OF HORROR TO THE SCENE
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