Pain Collector

[He spent the evening in the library where he came across an interesting book on the legend of a man who once lived in the area. The poor man suffered from a terrible ailment. Whenever someone in the neighbourhood was harmed or ill-treated, he would suffer agonizing pain. He stopped reading. There was a letter in the book, with a vague signature and a little map of a section of the estate. The nights between late August and late October seem darker than any other nights. Diary entry: It was around midnight and I had to be very careful because of vast darkness. A few hours passed. A heap of soil was growing next to the hole I was digging. The hole was getting bigger and bigger. He was trying to locate the spot on the map. Layers of brown sand were slowly turning yellow. Suddenly he heard a metallic clank. He struck with his shovel once more - the clanking sound reverberated again. Then he swept the remaining soil aside and found a metal hatch. He broke the padlock with the blade of his spade. Diary entry: Like in a dream, I went down an old rotten ladder and into a manhole. It was some sort of a tunnel that led to this exit. My legs were carrying me on. After a little while I could smell a faint scent that was getting more and more intense. O shone the torch into the opposite corner and saw a man whose body was aching with terrible convulsions. He looked at me imploringly. His body was swollen as if he had been drowned...] Followed by a nauseating metallic stench Of wounds and death Stigmatized with the rust of clotted blood Filled with the strength of his arrogance and hate He destroys everything Possessed with rage Overwhelmed by wrath He burns all words All memories Here comes real impurity Cursing you and the world The pain collector He gained the gift of suffering The pain collector Those bloodshot eyes stare in the dark The pain collector Asking after the sinister omen The pain collector Filled with painful stigmas of death Tears flow all night long The sombre mourners carry a soulless flame The corridors vibrate with a sinister melody Reverberating with a sepulchral echo Broken heart intoxicated with agony Pierced with a black lightening The sobbing of ominous songs Accompanied by a cold bell tolling