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And then the first of them came out from the shadows, an amorphous mass upon the wind driving hard towards us. It was then I saw, with cold chills assaulting me, the horrible truth, the unreal revealed and made present before me. The light of the fire faintly shone upon their glistening round bodies which seemed all to be circling each other in an approaching swarm.

The man threw his net at the center of them, its web, unfurling in the air, covering and dragging the flying critters to the ground. The man with the club ran forward, striking at the monstrous things. They were eyes, floating eyes, expressionless sight invading from the sightless shadows our little camp. As the clubman raged, swinging his bat above his head to bring down great violence upon these terrors, a new sound built beneath his thudding, pounding blows. All at once we heard the splashing disturbance in the pond.

The approaching forms were like men, but as they came into the light I saw them. Their skin, sagging off each shambling skeleton, was perforated with great black pores. They reeked with the sickness of my people, the disease which had consumed us people of the river. And then I knew, with dread I knew what they were.