She arrived in time to see her son Meleager running, jumping, and screaming in pain, his voice sounding horribly like the squealing of the monstrous boar. “I’m burning! I’m burning!” he screeched. “Help me, mother! Help me!” Everyone pulled back in confusion and apprehension to see this brave young man so suddenly overtaken by madness. No flames leapt from him, yet he howled and writhed back and forth, falling to the ground and rolling over and over as if he were being consumed by living, scorching flame. Finally his screams turned to sobs, his sobs to a great shuddering sigh, and he fell
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