In a moment I was clutched by several hands, and there was no mistaking that they were trying to haul me back. I struck another light, and waved it in their dazzled faces. You can scarce imagine how nauseatingly inhuman they looked-those pale, chinless faces and great, lidless, pinkish-grey eyes!-as they stared in their blindness and bewilderment.
( H.G. Wells )
[ The Time Machine ]
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