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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: not flee; killing four and finally succeeding in the liberation
of the monster. Those victims who could recall the event without
hysteria swore that the creatures had acted less like men than
like unthinkable automata guided by the wax-faced leader. By the
time help could be summoned, every trace of the men and of their
mad charge had vanished.
From the hour of reading this item
until midmght, West sat almost paralysed. At midnight the doorbell
rang, startling him fearfully. All the servants were asleep in
the attic, so I answered the bell. As I have told the police,
there was no wagon in the street, but only a group of strange-looking
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