"I have long researched the hidden details of an unknown society, since the incident of the London bridge, 1885. That night, which I wouldn't forget, I heard the scream of a woman, while I was investigating the death of a sophisticated philosopher, whose body was found on the road, pale as if death itself had just visited the man.
"I had rushed to the scene from where the woman had run from, and My Words! I couldn't take my eyes off the monstrous creature lying dead on the ground. It's appearance was like that of an eel, just fifty times the normal size. And again, What I couldn't make out from the creature, was the shadows... The blanket of darkness, swirling continuously around like a godforsaken whirlwind which had been contained.
