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(Revelations in Black by Carl Jacobi)
I stumbled forward, my eyes quickly accustoming themselves to the half-light from the almost opaque windows.
At the end of the corridor a second door barred my passage. I thrust it open — and stood swaying there on the sill staring inward.
Beyond was a small room, barely ten feet square, with a low-raftered ceiling. And by the light of the open door I saw side by side in the center of the floor — two white wood coffins.
How long I stood there leaning weakly against the stone wall I don't know. There was an odor drifting from out of that chamber. Heliotrope! But heliotrope defiled by the rotting smell of an ancient grave.
Then suddenly I leaped to the nearest coffin, seized its cover and ripped it open.
Would to heaven I could forget that sight that met my eyes. There the woman in black — unveiled.
That face — it was divinely beautiful, the hair black as sable, the cheeks a classic white. But the lips — ! I grew suddenly sick as I looked upon them. They were scarlet.... and sticky with human blood.
Heliotrope, grave soil, and blood.
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