My terrors were unspeakable, and I struggled with such force, that my bonds snapped and I found myself at liberty.

At this moment my senses returned, and I opened my eyes.
The memory of recent events was, for a time, effaced by my visionary horrors.

I was conscious of transition from one state of being to another; but my imagination was still filled with images of danger.

The bottomless gulf and my gigantic persecutors were still dreaded.

I looked up with eagerness.