"'There is one alternative: perhaps there was nothing for the dying man to see.'"
"'But,' objected the doctor, 'I thought it was what he saw that killed him.'"
"'Fear,' said Cummings, 'can enter a man's soul through other senses than sight. Anyway, I shall work on that hypothesis for a while, and see where it leads me.'"
"And then the air was filled with something that had being, yet was not made of matter. Great, waving tentacles were groping for my mind, trying to suck it into themselves! With a scream, I rushed from the room. The experiment which I began last fall had succeeded without my knowing it, and I have let a thought-monster loose upon the community!"
"The intelligence that was James Gibson has been swallowed up in the maw of my detestable invention!"
"I can feel its tentacles groping for my mind, trying to read my thoughts."
Amelia Reynolds Long, The Thought Monster
