Robert Bloch. Doll (№ 386233)

Monstrous ugliness, vile perversion, in which the mind refuses to believe it, it exists, lives near us. Every year in the Treasury of discoveries - whether scientific, geographical or philosophical - accumulate all new and new facts confirming one way or another one simple truth: our world, it turns out, really is not what we, in the naive blindness, imagined. Some of us are, from time to time strange things happen, resulting every time the veil of the unknown is lifted a little. And it turns out: wild, unimaginable terror - here, nearby! Excuse me, but is there anyway a person has reason to believe that they invented "the world" really exists?
However, the fate dedicates the terrible secret of just one of a million, leaving the giant mass of people in blissful ignorance. And then we hear about the missing explorers, scientists, disappeared suddenly without a trace, and then, without batting an eye, declared insane daredevil, who, miraculously, back in our reality, dares to tell the world about what he saw outside. Many in this situation prefer to keep quiet, and hardly that surprising. So mankind lives, unaware of what awaits him just around the threshold of a usual existence.
This darkness slowly seeping into our lives: now and then we hear the talk of some sea monsters and underground creatures, remembering the legends of the dwarfs and the giants, read scientific reports on cases of unnatural conception and birth. Wars, epidemics, hunger - all breaches in the invisible wall: a black Hydra, nightmare crawls out from under the false facade of human nature, and then we learn about cannibalism and necrophilia, the gully, devouring the corpses of vile rituals of the sacrificial system of the maniacal murders and crimes, desecrating the very name of God.