The Unnamable II: The Statement of Randolph Carter Page #4

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Every time I fall asleep, there she is...

it is...just Waiting for me.

I just manage to Wake up

before she can...

Before she can What?

I don't knoW, l... I don't knoW.

Turn here. We can't go in by the path.

There'll be a police car parked up there.

- Shouldn't We Wait for the day?

- You think it Would be safer?

- SomehoW, yes.

- Primitive superstition.

I don't care.

(Slamming)

- Quiet.

- Sorry.

Which Way noW?

Over here.

(Police radio)

- Debbie, come in. It's Joe.

- 'What is it, Joe?'

I just saW something.

A light in the forest near the house.

'Check it out.'

No Way. I'm not going Without back-up.

Have Ben get out here.

There it is.

- Are you sure about this?

- You Wanna keep having those dreams?

No.

What if that ghost you saW Was right?

That this thing Will destroy us all.

(HoWard) I just Wish

someone else had found it.

Well, HoWard, give me a hand.

(Warren) Gravediggers?

(Carter) I don't think so.

(HoWard) I am not going doWn there.

(Carter) Exactly. You're going

to be our base man.

Radios Won't Work underground,

so We brought the intercom.

Here. My car keys,

just in case something goes Wrong.

- I've gotta stay up here all alone?

- There's alWays the cop back on the road.

HoW long do you think this Will take?

Well, it's nine o'clock.

We should get a move on.

HoWard, if you leave this spot, turn off

the intercom so no one Will hear.

OK. Be careful, Carter.

Sure thing. Don't fall asleep.

That's not gonna be a problem.

Here.

I Want you to take notes

of everything that I say.

- Why?

- Just do it.

OK.

Hey. Good luck.

Thanks, HoWard. Same to you.

I hope I don't need it.

I hate nights like this.

Come on, then.

Aah!

Perfectly normal.

The coffins rot

and the bones shift in the soft soil.

- Seems to be getting more open.

- Yes.

You think that creature of yours

made these tunnels?

I don't see Why anyone else Would.

(Faint unearthly scream)

- What Was that?

- The creature, I think.

It's someWhere ahead.

I am questioning the sanity of this.

What an addenda to your oral history

if you prove the legends to be real.

- No one's ever done that before.

- Perhaps they didn't live to tell the tale.

All right, my boy. Scholarly vanity

triumphs over common sense.

- 'HoWard?'

- Yeah?

- 'HoWard?'

- OW!

- You scared the hell out of me.

- We're about 100 feet in.

The creature has been in here

and may be up ahead.

Don't get yourself killed.

'I'll check in every 15 or 20 minutes.'

Hopefully you'll be back by then.

It's getting creepy.

'Keep a stiff upper lip. Later.'

Well...there's the reason.

This must be Tanya's friend, Wendy

Barnes.

Whatever carved these tunnels

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