Today a new foe: the demon of cloth which consumes one, beginning with the head.
Sensing its foul designs upon me, I removed it at once.
It must have some influence over the weak-minded, as, once I had finally freed myself from its terrible jaws, the attendants attempted to replace it.
This struggle continued until I denounced its evil at such volume and with such passion that the creature was hastily banished to the underneath of the moving apparatus and I was taken to the cool place beneath the leaves.
I doubt this fiend will attempt such an assault upon me again.