Various, Weird Tales, Volume 1, Number 3… (1923)
“ Ah! the gusts grow weaker, struggling, forced into rest. Now—now—they have ceased.Silence!A fearful pause.What is that I hear? There, behind me in the room?Do I hear it? Is there anything?The throbbing of my own blood in my ears.No, no! There is something as well—something outside myself.What is it?Low; heavy; regular.God! it is—it is the breath of a living creature! A living creature here—close to me—alone with me!The numbness of terror conquers me. I can neither stir nor speak. Only my whole soul strains at my ears to listen. ”
