I came to rest beside a placid lake I'd run all night, and then I had to stop At daybreak, when my strength had given out Awearily down to my knees I sank Fear crippled me and darkness I foresaw Yet faint I was, too powerless to rise Alas, sick fascination forced my eyes To look into the dark, enthralling deeps There did I see a thing, a pallid face That stared at me with horrid, rictus grin Cold eyes and sneering maw, it ghastly lurked I felt it was inhuman, felt its wrath Of course I knew this beast, I knew it well – it was the very one that I had fled It beckoned me and I held out my hand... Lake's surface rippled once and then stood still