And then the moonlight flooded the cave, and there before me lay my own

body as it had been lying all these hours, with the eyes staring toward

the open ledge and the hands resting limply upon the ground. I looked

first at my lifeless clay there upon the floor of the cave and then

down at myself in utter bewilderment; for there I lay clothed, and yet

here I stood but naked as at the minute of my birth.

The transition had been so sudden and so unexpected that it left me for

a moment forgetful of aught else than my strange metamorphosis. My

first thought was, is this then death! Have I indeed passed over

forever into that other life! But I could not well believe this, as I

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could feel my heart pounding against my ribs from the exertion of my

efforts to release myself from the anaesthesis which had held me. My

breath was coming in quick, short gasps, cold sweat stood out from

every pore of my body, and the ancient experiment of pinching revealed

the fact that I was anything other than a wraith.

Again was I suddenly recalled to my immediate surroundings by a

repetition of the weird moan from the depths of the cave. Naked and

unarmed as I was, I had no desire to face the unseen thing which

menaced me.

My revolvers were strapped to my lifeless body which, for some

unfathomable reason, I could not bring myself to touch. My carbine was

in its boot, strapped to my saddle, and as my horse had wandered off I

was left without means of defense. My only alternative seemed to lie

in flight and my decision was crystallized by a recurrence of the

rustling sound from the thing which now seemed, in the darkness of the

cave and to my distorted imagination, to be creeping stealthily upon me.

Unable longer to resist the temptation to escape this horrible place I

leaped quickly through the opening into the starlight of a clear

Arizona night. The crisp, fresh mountain air outside the cave acted as

an immediate tonic and I felt new life and new courage coursing through

me. Pausing upon the brink of the ledge I upbraided myself for what

now seemed to me wholly unwarranted apprehension. I reasoned with

myself that I had lain helpless for many hours within the cave, yet

nothing had molested me, and my better judgment, when permitted the

direction of clear and logical reasoning, convinced me that the noises

I had heard must have resulted from purely natural and harmless causes;

probably the conformation of the cave was such that a slight breeze had

caused the sounds I heard.




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