King of Pain

A malevolent supernatural descends. The supernatural is pain, and it's goal is to manifest itself in the flesh of mankind, individually and collectively. It is looking for an opening.

It swirls and rushes, like the winds themselves, throughout what mankind can perceive of his universe. Until it finds an opening- a small negligence here or decrepitude there.

Small negligence, a thin layer of silt scattered on Rose St. A bicyclist had better not turn here, all friction will be lost and, like that, a large portion of skin is removed. Removed for several layers, exposing live tissue to the air. Pain reveals itself.

Decrepitude, such as receding gums. The periosadist awaits and inflicts his own brand. He is a tool for pain.

The winds rush on, and pain reveals yet another tactic, that of the freakish. *Snap* and ankle in rehab.

At one time, left and right podiatry, now replaced by left and right crutches, accompanied by the malevolent supernatural known as pain (unwelcome visitor).