When he reached his desk, he sat down and gripped the arms of his chair till his fingers turned white.
"He tried to work, but the empty sockets in that grinning head seemed to be drawing him towards them.

He rose and battled with his inclination to fly screaming from the room.

Glancing fearfully about him, his eye fell upon a high screen, standing before the door.

He dragged it forward, and placed it between himself and the thing, so that he could not see it--nor it see him.

Then he sat down again to his work.