Horatio Vernon Ellis, Weird Tales (1923)
“ One hand was stretched out toward me as if to grasp me by the throat. The lips curled back over the yellow teeth with a throaty snarl. Thick foam dripped from the mouth covering the beast’s breast! With a sudden lunge the thing lurched forward, dragging its shoulders through the opening. The light shining on the side of the brute’s head, revealed a long scar running from the corner of its mouth straight back over the left ear. My blood surged through my veins like fire. Something in my brain snapped. With a scream I turned and tore open the door, fled down the stairs, and out into the night! ”
