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The old man was long dead -- but / his widow still awaited his return. / And one night she heard....
_The elements of horror are as many and varied as the threads in a Gobelin tapestry -- with special stimuli for each of us. Perhaps terror lies in the howl of a coyote, in the noises of an old house, in a blaze of fire. Or perhaps it responds to the mournful creak of wheels on a gravel road, to moonlight reflected from a huge old mirror._