Monster of the Dark Places

“DARK?” murmured Matson Bell mildly. “You don’t know what darkness is! You’ve never been in the Dark Places.”

“The Dark Places?” I repeated uneasily.

The famous supernatural detective half-closed his eyes.

“We haven’t had a call there yet. Sometimes it puzzles me. You couldn’t pick a more fitting habitat for the sinister and horrible, the secretive and accursed, the shadowy and unknown than places where the smallest ray of sunshine never penetrates — where it’s always midnight — where the tiny...