The Night Clerk, "'It Was a Bad Dream, but Could Not Make a Sound

"'I thought, this is a bad dream and tried to cry out,'" but could make no sound. "'At last, with a desperate effort, I threw my feet to the floor and passed between two rows of plotted faces' The night clerk was there behind the desk, "'sitting in the dim light of another tallow candle'" He had 'the whitest, blankest eyes I ever saw,' he said. "The room that you mentioned was the dead room"

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