Practice Typing

In a moment I was clutched by several hands, and there was no mistaking that they were trying to haul me back. I struck another light, and waved it in their dazzled faces. You can scarce imagine how nauseatingly inhuman they looked those pale, chinless faces and great, lidless, pinkish grey eyes. as they stared in their blindness and bewilderment. But I did not stay to look, I promise you.