text_original: Then all was black again, but I had my senses still, and my fingers closed around the knotted muscles of an arm. I thrust the pistol in my hand against flesh, and fired. Two of us fell together, but the thought of Polly Ann got me staggering to my feet again, calling her name.
text_transcription: THEN ALL WAS BLACK AGAIN BUT I HAD MY SENSES STILL AND MY FINGERS CLOSED AROUND THE KNOTTED MUSCLES OF AN ARM I THRUST THE PISTOL IN MY HAND AGAINST FLESH AND FIRED TWO OF US FELL TOGETHER BUT THE THOUGHT OF POLLYANNE GOT ME STAGGERING TO MY FEET AGAIN CALLING HER NAME
phonemes: ðˈɛn ˈɔːl wʌz blˈæk ɐɡˈɛn, bˌʌt aɪ hæd maɪ sˈɛnsᵻz stˈɪl, ænd maɪ fˈɪŋɡɚz klˈoʊzd ɚɹˈaʊnd ðə nˈɑːɾᵻd mˈʌsəlz əvən ˈɑːɹm. aɪ θɹˈʌst ðə pˈɪstəl ɪn maɪ hˈænd ɐɡˈɛnst flˈɛʃ, ænd fˈaɪɚd. tˈuː ʌv ˌʌs fˈɛl təɡˈɛðɚ, bˌʌt ðə θˈɔːt ʌv pˈɑːli ˈæn ɡɑːt mˌiː stˈæɡɚɹɪŋ tə maɪ fˈiːt ɐɡˈɛn, kˈɔːlɪŋ hɜː nˈeɪm.