[...]In an awful light that was not light, in a silence that shrieked, I saw them.
"All the evil in the universe was concentrated in their lean, hungry bodies. Or had they bodies? I saw
them only for a moment; I cannot be certain. But I heard them breathe. Indescribably for a moment I
felt their breath upon my face. They turned toward me and I fled screaming. In a single moment I fled
screaming through time. I fled down quintillions of years."[...]
"The hounds of Tindalos". H.P. Lovecraft