The Face Of Death

: At The Earth's Core

I MUST HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION. When I awoke I was very

hungry, and after busying myself searching for fruit for a while, I set

off through the jungle to find the beach. I knew that the island was

not so large but that I could easily find the sea if I did but move in

a straight line, but there came the difficulty as there was no way in

which I could direct my course and hold it, the sun, of course, being

a
ways directly above my head, and the trees so thickly set that I

could see no distant object which might serve to guide me in a straight

line.



As it was I must have walked for a great distance since I ate four

times and slept twice before I reached the sea, but at last I did so,

and my pleasure at the sight of it was greatly enhanced by the chance

discovery of a hidden canoe among the bushes through which I had

stumbled just prior to coming upon the beach.



I can tell you that it did not take me long to pull that awkward craft

down to the water and shove it far out from shore. My experience with

Ja had taught me that if I were to steal another canoe I must be quick

about it and get far beyond the owner's reach as soon as possible.



I must have come out upon the opposite side of the island from that at

which Ja and I had entered it, for the mainland was nowhere in sight.

For a long time I paddled around the shore, though well out, before I

saw the mainland in the distance. At the sight of it I lost no time in

directing my course toward it, for I had long since made up my mind to

return to Phutra and give myself up that I might be once more with

Perry and Ghak the Hairy One.



I felt that I was a fool ever to have attempted to escape alone,

especially in view of the fact that our plans were already well

formulated to make a break for freedom together. Of course I realized

that the chances of the success of our proposed venture were slim

indeed, but I knew that I never could enjoy freedom without Perry so

long as the old man lived, and I had learned that the probability that

I might find him was less than slight.



Had Perry been dead, I should gladly have pitted my strength and wit

against the savage and primordial world in which I found myself. I

could have lived in seclusion within some rocky cave until I had found

the means to outfit myself with the crude weapons of the Stone Age, and

then set out in search of her whose image had now become the constant

companion of my waking hours, and the central and beloved figure of my

dreams.



But, to the best of my knowledge, Perry still lived and it was my duty

and wish to be again with him, that we might share the dangers and

vicissitudes of the strange world we had discovered. And Ghak, too;

the great, shaggy man had found a place in the hearts of us both, for

he was indeed every inch a man and king. Uncouth, perhaps, and brutal,

too, if judged too harshly by the standards of effete twentieth-century

civilization, but withal noble, dignified, chivalrous, and loveable.



Chance carried me to the very beach upon which I had discovered Ja's

canoe, and a short time later I was scrambling up the steep bank to

retrace my steps from the plain of Phutra. But my troubles came when I

entered the canyon beyond the summit, for here I found that several of

them centered at the point where I crossed the divide, and which one I

had traversed to reach the pass I could not for the life of me remember.



It was all a matter of chance and so I set off down that which seemed

the easiest going, and in this I made the same mistake that many of us

do in selecting the path along which we shall follow out the course of

our lives, and again learned that it is not always best to follow the

line of least resistance.



By the time I had eaten eight meals and slept twice I was convinced

that I was upon the wrong trail, for between Phutra and the inland sea

I had not slept at all, and had eaten but once. To retrace my steps to

the summit of the divide and explore another canyon seemed the only

solution of my problem, but a sudden widening and levelness of the

canyon just before me seemed to suggest that it was about to open into

a level country, and with the lure of discovery strong upon me I

decided to proceed but a short distance farther before I turned back.



The next turn of the canyon brought me to its mouth, and before me I

saw a narrow plain leading down to an ocean. At my right the side of

the canyon continued to the water's edge, the valley lying to my left,

and the foot of it running gradually into the sea, where it formed a

broad level beach.



Clumps of strange trees dotted the landscape here and there almost to

the water, and rank grass and ferns grew between. From the nature of

the vegetation I was convinced that the land between the ocean and the

foothills was swampy, though directly before me it seemed dry enough

all the way to the sandy strip along which the restless waters advanced

and retreated.



Curiosity prompted me to walk down to the beach, for the scene was very

beautiful. As I passed along beside the deep and tangled vegetation of

the swamp I thought that I saw a movement of the ferns at my left, but

though I stopped a moment to look it was not repeated, and if anything

lay hid there my eyes could not penetrate the dense foliage to discern

it.



Presently I stood upon the beach looking out over the wide and lonely

sea across whose forbidding bosom no human being had yet ventured, to

discover what strange and mysterious lands lay beyond, or what its

invisible islands held of riches, wonders, or adventure. What savage

faces, what fierce and formidable beasts were this very instant

watching the lapping of the waves upon its farther shore! How far did

it extend? Perry had told me that the seas of Pellucidar were small in

comparison with those of the outer crust, but even so this great ocean

might stretch its broad expanse for thousands of miles. For countless

ages it had rolled up and down its countless miles of shore, and yet

today it remained all unknown beyond the tiny strip that was visible

from its beaches.



The fascination of speculation was strong upon me. It was as though I

had been carried back to the birth time of our own outer world to look

upon its lands and seas ages before man had traversed either. Here was

a new world, all untouched. It called to me to explore it. I was

dreaming of the excitement and adventure which lay before us could

Perry and I but escape the Mahars, when something, a slight noise I

imagine, drew my attention behind me.



As I turned, romance, adventure, and discovery in the abstract took

wing before the terrible embodiment of all three in concrete form that

I beheld advancing upon me.



A huge, slimy amphibian it was, with toad-like body and the mighty jaws

of an alligator. Its immense carcass must have weighed tons, and yet

it moved swiftly and silently toward me. Upon one hand was the bluff

that ran from the canyon to the sea, on the other the fearsome swamp

from which the creature had sneaked upon me, behind lay the mighty

untracked sea, and before me in the center of the narrow way that led

to safety stood this huge mountain of terrible and menacing flesh.



A single glance at the thing was sufficient to assure me that I was

facing one of those long-extinct, prehistoric creatures whose

fossilized remains are found within the outer crust as far back as the

Triassic formation, a gigantic labyrinthodon. And there I was,

unarmed, and, with the exception of a loin cloth, as naked as I had

come into the world. I could imagine how my first ancestor felt that

distant, prehistoric morn that he encountered for the first time the

terrifying progenitor of the thing that had me cornered now beside the

restless, mysterious sea.



Unquestionably he had escaped, or I should not have been within

Pellucidar or elsewhere, and I wished at that moment that he had handed

down to me with the various attributes that I presumed I have inherited

from him, the specific application of the instinct of self-preservation

which saved him from the fate which loomed so close before me today.



To seek escape in the swamp or in the ocean would have been similar to

jumping into a den of lions to escape one upon the outside. The sea

and swamp both were doubtless alive with these mighty, carnivorous

amphibians, and if not, the individual that menaced me would pursue me

into either the sea or the swamp with equal facility.



There seemed nothing to do but stand supinely and await my end. I

thought of Perry--how he would wonder what had become of me. I thought

of my friends of the outer world, and of how they all would go on

living their lives in total ignorance of the strange and terrible fate

that had overtaken me, or unguessing the weird surroundings which had

witnessed the last frightful agony of my extinction. And with these

thoughts came a realization of how unimportant to the life and

happiness of the world is the existence of any one of us. We may be

snuffed out without an instant's warning, and for a brief day our

friends speak of us with subdued voices. The following morning, while

the first worm is busily engaged in testing the construction of our

coffin, they are teeing up for the first hole to suffer more acute

sorrow over a sliced ball than they did over our, to us, untimely

demise. The labyrinthodon was coming more slowly now. He seemed to

realize that escape for me was impossible, and I could have sworn that

his huge, fanged jaws grinned in pleasurable appreciation of my

predicament, or was it in anticipation of the juicy morsel which would

so soon be pulp between those formidable teeth?



He was about fifty feet from me when I heard a voice calling to me from

the direction of the bluff at my left. I looked and could have shouted

in delight at the sight that met my eyes, for there stood Ja, waving

frantically to me, and urging me to run for it to the cliff's base.



I had no idea that I should escape the monster that had marked me for

his breakfast, but at least I should not die alone. Human eyes would

watch me end. It was cold comfort I presume, but yet I derived some

slight peace of mind from the contemplation of it.



To run seemed ridiculous, especially toward that steep and unscalable

cliff, and yet I did so, and as I ran I saw Ja, agile as a monkey,

crawl down the precipitous face of the rocks, clinging to small

projections, and the tough creepers that had found root-hold here and

there.



The labyrinthodon evidently thought that Ja was coming to double his

portion of human flesh, so he was in no haste to pursue me to the cliff

and frighten away this other tidbit. Instead he merely trotted along

behind me.



As I approached the foot of the cliff I saw what Ja intended doing, but

I doubted if the thing would prove successful. He had come down to

within twenty feet of the bottom, and there, clinging with one hand to

a small ledge, and with his feet resting, precariously upon tiny bushes

that grew from the solid face of the rock, he lowered the point of his

long spear until it hung some six feet above the ground.



To clamber up that slim shaft without dragging Ja down and

precipitating both to the same doom from which the copper-colored one

was attempting to save me seemed utterly impossible, and as I came near

the spear I told Ja so, and that I could not risk him to try to save

myself.



But he insisted that he knew what he was doing and was in no danger

himself.



"The danger is still yours," he called, "for unless you move much more

rapidly than you are now, the sithic will be upon you and drag you back

before ever you are halfway up the spear--he can rear up and reach you

with ease anywhere below where I stand."



Well, Ja should know his own business, I thought, and so I grasped the

spear and clambered up toward the red man as rapidly as I could--being

so far removed from my simian ancestors as I am. I imagine the

slow-witted sithic, as Ja called him, suddenly realized our intentions

and that he was quite likely to lose all his meal instead of having it

doubled as he had hoped.



When he saw me clambering up that spear he let out a hiss that fairly

shook the ground, and came charging after me at a terrific rate. I had

reached the top of the spear by this time, or almost; another six

inches would give me a hold on Ja's hand, when I felt a sudden wrench

from below and glancing fearfully downward saw the mighty jaws of the

monster close on the sharp point of the weapon.



I made a frantic effort to reach Ja's hand, the sithic gave a

tremendous tug that came near to jerking Ja from his frail hold on the

surface of the rock, the spear slipped from his fingers, and still

clinging to it I plunged feet foremost toward my executioner.



At the instant that he felt the spear come away from Ja's hand the

creature must have opened his huge jaws to catch me, for when I came

down, still clinging to the butt end of the weapon, the point yet

rested in his mouth and the result was that the sharpened end

transfixed his lower jaw.



With the pain he snapped his mouth closed. I fell upon his snout, lost

my hold upon the spear, rolled the length of his face and head, across

his short neck onto his broad back and from there to the ground.



Scarce had I touched the earth than I was upon my feet, dashing madly

for the path by which I had entered this horrible valley. A glance

over my shoulder showed me the sithic engaged in pawing at the spear

stuck through his lower jaw, and so busily engaged did he remain in

this occupation that I had gained the safety of the cliff top before he

was ready to take up the pursuit. When he did not discover me in sight

within the valley he dashed, hissing into the rank vegetation of the

swamp and that was the last I saw of him.



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