@...flintlocke: Ahem… speaking of which…

“Bilbo would not speak to anyone about what he saw in those tunnels. Sometimes, I would awake at night and hear voices from his room, and upon inspection I would discover him talking in his sleep. Sometimes, he would mumble about “the great old ones” who would one day awaken. Other times, he would repeat a strange word over and over again in a hollow, lifeless voice; Tekeli-li… Tekeli-li… I don’t believe it’s elvish nor dwarven. Maybe I’ll ask Gandalf about it when he visits us.
Other times, Bilbo would awaken with a scream, and as I rush to his side, he would gibber about “black oozing horrors” that “flowed down the tunnels like a river of Nazguls” and then he would begin to cry. The next morning, he would act as if nothing happened, and any mention of the previous night’s events would make him upset. I worry about him.
Occasionally I think about visiting those tunnels myself. Maybe one day me and Sam would go there. But sometimes, late at night, I would awaken with a start from troubled sleep, vague scraps of nightmares fading from my memory, and then I would hear uncle Bilbo’s voice, chanting that word over and over again.
Tekeli-li… Tekeli-li…