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"He dipped the flashlight so that it illumined Valerie’s white face and upturned throat.”
The Hollow Moon
By EVERIL WORRELL
A fascinatingly different story about the weird adventure that befell
a party of Americans shipwrecked in the South Seas—
the strangest of all vampire tales
SOON it will be the end. I believe it might be possible to survive longer here than any of us will in fact live. There is the old question of the will to live: We are a miserable sextette of castaways, and each of us has his (or her) own reason to wish for death. Aside from the fact that this half-life, or life-in-death in which we count the hours and days and wearily and constantly expect extinction, prompts one toward suicide—and toward murder.
Gibbs’ yacht struck on a submerged pinnacle of the rock on which we are slowly dying, at about midnight two weeks ago last night. This chronicle will probably
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