room-began

Updated: May 5, 2025

A dreadful pain shot through my left shoulder, and the whole nightmare scene the thing with the knife at the window the low-ceiled room-began to fade away from me. I seemed to be falling into deep water. A splintering crash and the sound of shouting formed my last recollections ere unconsciousness came. I found myself lying in an armchair with Bristol forcing brandy between my lips.

Sax Rohmer - The Quest of the Sacred Slipper