A threatening note

Dear Man of Science,

Soon You will go down far away to the
cold and the white ice and the old old things
that wait and move and work and plan. Do
not! Blessed Mary hears me beg You to
stay! Do not wake the Sleeping One there.
Do not pass the prison walls of black and
white cold ice and time. The cage must not
open! Let the dead and the dying hold closed
the doors.

I have listened to His dreams. I have seen
Its form within His mind, for He has seen It
and He knows It must be free and He will
stop You if You go.
Turn back or we all die.
A friend.

A threatening note

Starkweather-Moore Expedition: Beyond the Mountains of Madness Tbird