The Undying Monster Page #2

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- How's Kate?

- Still in a coma.

- She may or may not come out of it.

- But there is a chance?

Microscopic. But thanks to your

quick actions, still a chance.

Well, you're a pretty

good nurse, Helga.

There's nothing left for me to do but a

- a little tidying up.

Hmm. Now tell me...

what happened exactly?

I don't know exactly, Jeff.

As I was leaving your house, I-

I saw a glimmer of light on the

pathway leading up to the cliff...

so I went to investigate.

I thought perhaps it might be somebody

setting traps-you know, the Clagpools-

but it was Kate O'Malley.

She left a few minutes

before I did, you remember.

I offered to see her

to the village and...

then suddenly I

- I felt something coming at us from all sides at once.

We heard it.

Kate screamed and dropped the lantern.

Then I-Then it-it-it closed in on

me like- like a blast from a furnace.

Only it wasn't

hot, it- it was-

It was simply horrible.

Kate screamed again and...

then I was fighting it.

Fighting it in-in-in a darkness

that-that went all- all red.

All dark red until a-a-a splash

of fire split it up and put it out.

That must have been when I

- when I pitched on my head.

Then I woke in-in a

light and- and saw Helga.

You poor darling.

Helga, you're next. You're the only

Hammond left besides me. If I die-

Now what a minute, old chap.

Who said anything about dying?

The monster's never satisfied,

Jeff, unless it kills its victim or-

Now steady, Oliver. You

mustn't excite yourself.

You needn't talk as though I

were a scared kid or a lunatic.

I tell you there's

something horrible out there.

Unless we destroy it, it'll

destroy us. Both of us.

Please try to put it out of your

mind now, darling, and get some sleep.

Here, drink this.

Make you feel better.

Poor darling.

It must have been a shock for

you, finding him like that.

It was awful.

I can't help feeling that I'm

somehow to blame about Kate, at least.

She'd been working late and I

should have seen her home, I suppose.

But it's hardly a stone's throw to the

village through the shortcut past your place.

Jeff, there's something beyond all this that

- that frightens me.

What is it? What is this thing

that's been hanging over us for years?

The village folk will insist that

the Hammond monster has returned.

But... you don't believe in

that superstitious rot, do you?

Usually some basis

for this sort of thing.

How badly is Oliver hurt?

His wounds are deep but not serious.

Fortunately, he's got

excellent recuperative powers.

- What about his mind?

- It seems unaffected.

Most anybody might be liable to

forget exactly what happened...

after a blow like that on the head.

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