Volleys of flashes are plunging in here and there and devouring the other lights.

The supernatural army is arriving! All the highways of space are crowded.

Nearer still, a shell bursts with all its might and glows; and among us all whom chance defends goes frightfully in quest of flesh.

Shells are following each other into that cavity there.

Again I see, among the things of earth, a resurrected man, and he is dragging himself towards that hole! He is wrapped in white, and the under-side of his body, which rubs the ground, is black.