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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: weakened constitution. I now felt gnawing at my vitals that dark
terror which will never leave me till I, too, am at rest; "accidentally"
or otherwise. Persuad-g the widow that my connexion with her husband's
"technical matters" was sufficient to entitle me to his manuscript,
I bore the document away and began to read it on the London boat.
It was a simple, rambling thing - a naive sailor's effort at
a post-facto diary - and strove to recall day by day that last
awful voyage. I cannot attempt to transcribe it verbatim in all
its cloudiness and redundance, but I will tell its gist enough
to shew why the sound the water against the vessel's sides became
so unendurable to me that I stopped my ears with cotton.
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