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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: The region now entered by the police was one of traditionally
evil repute, substantially unknown and untraversed by white men.
There were legends of a hidden lake unglimpsed by mortal sight,
in which dwelt a huge, formless white polypous thing with luminous
eyes; and squatters whispered that bat-winged devils flew up out
of caverns in inner earth to worship it at midnight. They said
it had been there before d'Iberville, before La Salle, before
the Indians, and before even the wholesome beasts and birds of
the woods. It was nightmare itself, and to see it was to die.
But it made men dream, and so they knew enough to keep away. The
present voodoo orgy was, indeed, on the merest fringe of this
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