I am SHADOW, and my dwelling is near to theCatacombs of Ptolemais, and hard by those dim plains of Helusionwhich border upon the foul Charonian canal. And then did we, theseven, start from our seats in horror, and stand trembling, andshuddering, and aghast, for the tones in the voice of the shadow werenot the tones of any one being, but of a multitude of beings, and,varying in their cadences from syllable to syllable fell duskly upo
by Edgar Allan Poe
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The excerpt captures a chilling atmosphere as a character, SHADOW, describes a place near the Catacombs of Ptolemais, alongside the dark plains of Helusion and the ominous Charonian canal. This setting elicits a sense of dread and anticipation, suggesting a profound connection to a hidden, sinister world. The very mention of these haunting locations implies a narrative steeped in darkness and mystery.

The profound impact of SHADOW's voice resonates through the seven listeners, who find themselves paralyzed with fear. Rather than belonging to a single entity, the voice is a cacophony of many, shifting in tone and rhythm, which amplifies their terror. This unsettling phenomenon indicates a collective presence that is both compelling and terrifying, leaving the characters and readers alike shaken by the experience.

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