Chapter fifteen
Of a descent through monstersThe horrors skittered and hopped and flew upon us. They were hairy, squamous, warty-hided. They ran on four legs or six legs, their tails were scaled and barbed. Their eyes were red or yellow and they blazed maniacally with hate, or were smoldering green and glared with crazed venom. A whole heaping stinking gargoyle menagerie of monsters fell upon us — and not one was larger than a terrestrial cat.
We slashed away at them beating them off, seeing men fall shrieking with long orange fangs fastened through corded throats. The uproar, the stench, the sheer horror of it all beat frenziedly upon us.
Exactly how many different types of monster there were I do not know. Certainly among the hundreds that poured screeching from that hell hole there w
