Spirals. Everything occurs in a spiral. Always.
Hidden, in places no human ever thinks to look, in places humans weren’t meant to visit. The evil spiral spins. It’s cruel, and unfeeling, completely devoid of empathy as its festering line lengthens by the second and plunges humanity deeper and deeper to an unbearable malaise.
And we are powerless to stop it.
We can look all we want, and we can fight, and pray, and beg, but ultimately, we will be claimed. As everything is claimed.
In the growing. Spinning. Dead. Spiral.