two hours after midnight
Yes ! there could be no doubt but that it was only a dream ! Nevertheless , I think it well to record it here , because it is an additional testimony to the haunting influence under which my brain was beginning to labour . I was sleeping -- at two hours after midnight -- and was awakened by a plaintive and continuous murmuring sound . I opened -- or I imagined I opened my eyes . My cabin was in profound darkness . The murmur began again ; I listened , and it seemed to me that a voice -- a voice which I did not know -- whispered these words : -- `` Pym ... Pym ... poor Pym ! ''