"A thousand feet below us there stretched an unimaginable scene. It was
the ocean's floor, a level, somewhat rolling plain, and on it, within
this vast region of white radiance, were grouped scores, hundreds,
thousands of strange structures, great globes of shining metal, pierced
by doorways, which were of uniform size, each being fully three hundred
feet in diameter. They were ranged in long streets or avenues with
mathematical precision. Away into the distance as far as the eye could
reach stretched this mighty city of globes, and I saw that on the
top of each globe was a small squat mechanism, like that which our
trawl had brought up but larger, and while these mechanisms were not
themselves luminous or shining, there sprang from them in some way rays
of white light which made it plain that it was these which produced the
strange white light that bathed all this gigantic city.
"Our craft was slanting downward, toward and across the city as we
watched in awe, and as it did so we made out two things. The first
was that far away there was a spot at the city's heart where were no
globes, a vast, smooth-walled pit that seemed to sink down into the
sea's floor for an unguessable distance, and which I judged was fully
two miles in diameter. Near its edge there soared up above the globes
of the city, for fully two thousand feet, a slender tower of the same
shining metal, at whose tip was a small, bulb-like room. I seemed to
see, also, vague, great shapes that moved about this tower, but at that
moment my attention was shifted suddenly by Lewis' exclamation to the
city beneath us, and I saw for the first time the people of that city.
"Through the streets, but a few hundred feet below us, now, there
moved countless numbers of black forms, creeping along the smooth,
metal-paved avenues like great black slugs. And as we dropped closer
toward them we saw that that was what they were--great slug-people,
their bodies thick cylinders of dark flesh, perhaps eight feet in
length and three in thickness, on which they crawled forward like
giant worm-things, their only limbs two short, thick flippers near
the head, their only sense-organs that we could see being two great,
dark, shining eyes like the eyes of an octopus--great slug-creatures,
inhabitants of the waters here at the sea's bottom, crawling through
this strange and awful city whose existence men have never dreamed--a
city at the bottom of the sea, a city glowing with white, unearthly
radiance, a city peopled by unhuman creatures, but reared into being by
more than human power!
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