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The House on the Borderland

Chapter 5 The Thing in the Pit

Word Count: 2220    |    Released on: 19/11/2017

ore, surrounded by a huge estate,

vine - spoken of as the 'Pit,' by the peasantry. At the bottom, runs a

n, emerging, suddenly, at the East end of the ravine, and disappeari

on it were) of the great Plain, that my atte

beneath me, and fell, with a sullen crash, through the trees. I heard them splash in the river, at the bottom; and then silence. I should not have given this inciden

ack to the house, quickly, for a stick. When I returned, Pepper had ce

the bottom of the Pit, must be about a hundred and fifty feet, and some time, a

e river. It was very dark there, due to the overhanging trees, an

e side of the river, without hearing or seeing anything. Then, we crossed over - by the

ch we had just come. One large rock came thundering down through the tree-tops, struck the opposite bank, and bounded into the river, dr

ut half-way up the South cliff. It was answered by a similar note from the bottom of the Pit. At this,

re rose a semi-human yell of agony. Almost immediately, Pepper gave a long-drawn howl of pain, and then the shrubs were violently agitated, and he came running out, with his tail down

ant, I had burst into a little clear space, just in time to see something, livid white in colour, disappear among the bushes on the opposite side. With a shout, I ran towards it; but, though I struck and probed among the bushes with my st

ned to Pepper, and I told her he had been fighting with a

. It was much too big, and had, so far as I had observed, a skin like a hog's, only of a dead, unhealthy white colour. And then - it had run upright, or nearly so, upon its hind feet, with a motion s

ng that the above in

happening to look up suddenly, I saw something peering

s Thing that had haunted the great arena. It had a grotesquely human mouth and jaw; but with no chin of which to speak. The nose was prolonged into a snout; this it was, that,

, inanely, and once emitted a half-swinish grunt. I think it was the eyes that attracted me the most; they seemed to glow, at times, w

ue, and bore an indistinct resemblance to human hands, in that they had four fingers and a thumb; though these were webbed up to the firs

by saying that it was more a sensation of abhorrence; such as one might expect to feel, if brought in contact

hey seemed to come back to me, afterwards, as though imprinted upon my brain. I imagine

ague alarm that held me, and took a step towards the window. Even as I did so, the thing ducked and vanis

ardens. As I went, I asked myself whether the thing I had just seen, was likely to b

chance to heal. Besides, if the creature I had just seen, was, as I imagined,

, if it were possible, to find and put an end to tha

rdens, I became less apprehensive. I felt almost as though I would welcome the sight of it. Anything seemed better than this silence, with the ever present feeling, that the

with an expression of doubt upon her face. I wondered whether she had seen or guessed anything. For the rest of the afternoon, I prosecuted the search, anxiously. I felt that I should be unable to sleep, with that bestial thing haunting the shrubberies, and yet, when evening fell, I had seen nothing. Then, as I turned homewards, I heard a short, unintelligible noise, among the bushes to m

that they were securely fastened. This precaution was scarcely necessary as regards the windows, as all of those on the lo

it seemed so huge and echoey. For some time, I tried to read; but, at last, finding it impo

rubbing and fumbling against the back door. Once the door creaked, loudly; as though force were being applied to it. During those few, short moments, I exper

The stealthy movemen

e again. I felt as I imagine an animal must, under the eye of a snake. Yet, now, I could

d itself into a faint murmur. Quickly, it developed, and grew into a muffled, but h

d dropped my book. After that, I just sat; and thus the daylight found me,

of stupor and fear left me; and I c

d broke the chilly silence. For some minutes, I stood there; then, very gradu

n, save the grey vista of dreary, tangled bushe

d the door, and made my

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The House on the Borderland
The House on the Borderland
“RIGHT AWAY in the west of Ireland lies a tiny hamlet called Kraighten. It is situated, alone, at the base of a low hill. Far around there spreads a waste of bleak and totally inhospitable country; where, here and there at great intervals, one may come upon the ruins of some long desolate cottage — unthatched and stark. The whole land is bare and unpeopled, the very earth scarcely covering the rock that lies beneath it, and with which the country abounds, in places rising out of the soil in wave-shaped ridges.”