"At that moment, a shadow rippled across the frosted glass: a headless man dragging something heavy."
"Beyond the gulf in the subterranean night a passage leads to a wall of massive bricks, and beyond the wall rises Y'golonac to be served by the tattered eyeless figures of the dark. Long has he slept beyond the wall, and those which crawl over the bricks scuttle across his body never knowing it to be Y'golonac; but when his name is spoken or read he comes forth to be worshipped or to feed and take on the shape of the soul of those he feeds upon."
"His expression was intense, as far as it could be made out; for the light moved darkness in the hollows of his face, as if the bone structure were melting visibly."
"From the back of the office came a sound; Strutt spun and as he did so closed his eyes, terrified to face the source of such a sound - but when he opened them he saw why the shadow on the frosted pane yesterday had been headless, and he screamed. As the desk was thrust aside by the towering naked figure, on whose surface still hung rags of the tweed suit, Strutt's last thought was an unbelieving conviction that this was happening because he had read the Revelations; somewhere, someone had wanted this to happen to him. It wasn't playing fair, he hadn't done anything to deserve this - but before he could scream out his protest his breath was cut off, as the hands descended on his face and the wet red mouths opened in their palms."
Ramsey Campbell, Cold Print