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The statement of Randolph Carter.

By H.P Lovecraft Lovecraft.

I repeat to you gentlemen that your Inquisition is you gentlemen that your Inquisition is fruitless

Detain me here forever if you will

Confine or execute me if you must have a victim to propitiate the illusion you call justice but I can say no more than I have said already. Everything that I can remember I have told with perfect candor nothing has been distorted or concealed,

and if anything remains vague it is only because of the dark cloud which has come over my mind.

That cloud and the nebulous nature of the horrors which brought it upon me.

Again I say I do not know what has become of Harley Warren, though I think, almost hope that

he is in peaceful oblivion, if there be anywhere so blessed a thing.

It is true that I have for five years been his closest trend and a partial sharer of his terrible

researches into the unknown.

I will not deny, though my memory is uncertain

and indistinct, that this witness of yours may have seen us together, as he says, on the Gainesville

Pike walking toward big Cyprus swamp at half past 11 on that awful night.

That we bore electric lanterns, spades, and a curious coil of wire with attached instruments I will

even affirm.

For these things all played apart in the single hideous scene which remains burned into my shaken recollection. But of what followed, and of the reason I was found alone and dazed on the edge of the swamp next morning, I must insist that I know nothing save what I have told you over and over again.

You say to me that there is nothing in the swamp or near it which could form the setting of that frightful episode.

I reply that I know nothing beyond what I saw.

Vision or nightmare, it may have been.

Vision or nightmare, I fervently hope it was.

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