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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: be restored to life, no one would know of our experiment. We buried
our materials in a dense strip of woods between the house and
the potter’s field. If, on the other hand, he could be restored,
our fame would be brilliantly and perpetually established. So
without delay West had injected into the body’s wrist the compound
which would hold it fresh for use after my arrival. The matter
of the presumably weak heart, which to my mind imperilled the
success of our experiment, did not appear to trouble West extensively.
He hoped at last to obtain what he had never obtained before --
a rekindled spark of reason and perhaps a normal, living creature.
So on the night of July 18, 1910, Herbert West and I stood in
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