…noiselessly up to me, and producing a green sash, bound it securely over my eyes. I was then swung round three times, and, the sash being suddenly removed, I found myself standing in a meadow — hooded figures, girl, cabin, ship had vanished — surrounded by nothing but grass — grass of the richest emerald green. The sun was shining, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the air, which was heavily laden with the sweet scent of clover and newly-mown hay, reminded me in no small degree of the country through which I had so lately travelled in my dreams.”Well!” I said to myself as soon as I fully realised where I was, ”it is quite certain I am not intended to fathom the secret of the ZONE ARTO. They could not have sent me to a safer place. I wonder where on earth I am!”And then there arose…

…still felt a hellish pain in my eyes, and ears, and all the most sensitive parts of my body.A lady once told me that the night before hearing of the unexpected promotion of her son, she dreamed she saw him standing in a pool of water literally surrounded by huge salmon that rubbed themselves affectionately against his legs in the manner of a dog.And another dream, that has been told me relative to the same fish, was to the effect that shortly before the dreamer received a high official appointment in the East Indies, he dreamed he was paddling in a brook, when he suddenly trod on a huge salmon, that leaped out of the water and went on rising and rising in the air, till it finally disappeared altogether.It is no uncommon thing for me to dream about eels, and whenever I do, something unpleasant is sure to follow….