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An Antarctic expedition reveals the horrifying reality of ancient myths in the depths of the continent.

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Looking back to that moment, I can scarcely recall just what precise form our new emotions took⁠—just what change of immediate objective it was that so sharpened our sense of expectancy. We certainly did not mean to face what we feared⁠—yet I will not deny that we may have had a lurking, unconscious wish to spy certain things from some hidden vantage point.

Probably we had not given up our zeal to glimpse the abyss itself, though there was interposed a new goal in the form of that great circular place shown on the crumpled sketches we had found. We had at once recognized it as a monstrous cylindrical tower in the carvings, but appearing only as a prodigious, round aperture from above.

Something about the impressiveness of its rendering, even in these hasty diagrams, made us think that its subglacial levels must still form a feature of peculiar importance. Perhaps it embodied architectural marvels as yet unencountered by us. It was certainly of incredible age, according to the sculptures in which it figured⁠—being indeed among the first things built in the city. Its carvings, if preserved, could not but be highly significant. Moreover, it might form a good present link with the upper world⁠—a shorter route than the one we were so carefully blazing and probably that by which those others had descended.

At any rate, the thing we did was to study the terrible sketches⁠—which quite perfectly confirmed our own⁠—and start back over the indicated course to the circular place; the course which our nameless predecessors must have traversed twice before us. The other neighboring gate to the abyss would lie beyond that. I need not speak of our journey⁠—during which we continued to leave an economical trail of paper⁠—for it was precisely the same in kind as that by which we had reached the cul-de-sac, except that it tended to adhere more closely to the ground level and even descend to basement corridors.

Every now and then we could trace certain disturbing marks in the debris or litter underfoot; and, after we had passed outside the radius of the

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