Tak is the ancient one, the unformed heart.
“David, this thing that’s out there—Tak—what is it? Do you have any idea? An Indian spirit? Something like a manitou, or a wendigo?”
“I don’t think so. I think it’s more like a disease than a spirit, or even a demon. The Indians may not have even known it was here, and it was here before they were. Long before. Tak is the ancient one, the unformed heart. And the place where it really is, on the other side of the throat at the bottom of the well . . . I’m not sure that place is on earth at all, or even in normal space. Tak is a complete outsider, so different from us that we can’t even get our minds around him.”
