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stripper walking onstage to disrobe, lust of a different kind ablaze in his eyes. His tongue slid out to lick his teeth, a habit he repeated often to keep his exposed gums wet, but for the moment he was finished speaking, too caught up in the beauty of the blade to try and speak.
This is his Jones
, Randy thought.
His Heroin or Coke.  His loving addiction staring him in the face only three feet away.
Randy felt it too, felt the need to taste the sweet pain the razor’s edge could easily deliver, but he didn’t have it as bad as Peeler. Not even close. Randy liked it, but he could see that Peeler
needed
it. There was a difference there, a huge difference, and just like that Randy felt better about being here. This was exactly why he’d wanted to meet face to face with Peeler, even if he hadn’t known why until just now.
There’s still hope for me
. He suddenly realized he wasn’t a total loser like this disturbed man in front of him. Perhaps they weren’t kindred spirits after all.
If I work hard and maybe go back to counseling I really might be able to finally straighten out my life and put a stop to this endless cycle of…
    Lucius plucked the razor from Randy’s hand, halting his thoughts mid-sentence.
    “I’ll take that, Randy,” Lucius said. “We don’t have all day. I’ll get us started while you guys have your little chat. Okay?”
    “Sounds great,” Peeler said, licking his teeth again. “Thank you so much for this Randy. I really appreciate it. This is a huge day for me!”
    Randy had no idea what either of them was talking about but started to clue in as soon as Lucius jammed his chair securely underneath the office door handle to try prevent it from being opened and then sat on the edge of the desk to start making his first cut. With no lips, Peeler always looked like he was smiling, but he grinned even wider as the blade bit into the skin of his forehead and Lucius began to carve out toward his ears. It must have hurt like hell, and Randy was sure he’d already be screaming, but Peeler was calm and in control, the tiniest hint of pain swimming in his teary eyes, but there was no doubt this was what he wanted and was clearly enjoying the savage thing Lucius was doing to him.
    Lucius was enjoying himself too, happily slicing around Peeler’s ear and without the slightest hesitation, pushed the blade in deeper and removed the entire ear with one quick pull. Thick syrupy blood ran over Lucius’ fingers and down Peeler’s neck but not nearly as much as Randy would have thought. Unfortunately, there was much more still to come. Lucius’ razor headed south, cutting down and around Peeler’s chin, careful not to nick any of the exposed major veins and arteries. Through it all, Peeler just sat there licking his teeth, never once complaining or crying out from the agony he surely felt.
    It was then that Randy truly realized what it meant to be insane, and the full weight of why these two men were locked away from the rest of society. Normal people couldn’t do this kind of thing. Would never even
think
this. Randy had always considered himself a bit crazy for cutting himself, but this was way beyond crazy. This was outright madness, and in a morbid way it made him feel a whole lot better about his own problems.
    “Tell me why you cut yourself, Randy.” Peeler said, his voice lower, his jaw clenched, fighting to control the pain. “Lucius told me you like to cut yourself too. Tell me why?”
    Randy didn’t know what to say. He’d come here to ask Peeler that exact question but had already learned what he needed to know just by looking into the skinless man’s eyes. Now, as Lucius began carving the other side of his face, Peeler wanted an explanation from him. “I was never really sure, to be honest. My stepfather sexually abused me for years and I used to think it was because of that, but now I’m not so sure. I think it just comes down to control. I never had it… at home, or school, or