l want to look.

You'll perfect the skin.

You'll make it work.

lt doesn't matter.

Julie...

don't you think l told myself that,

night after sleepless night?

lt's just a burn. Skin-deep.

lt doesn't matter.

And if l covered it,

hid behind a mask,

you could love me for who l was inside.

Without pity.

But a funny thing happened.

As l worked on the mask,

l found the man inside was changing.

He became wrong...

a monster.

l can live with it now,

but nobody else can.

l want our life back.

Peyton!

Peyton!

Peyton is gone.

Peyt?

Hey!

l'm everyone...

and no one...

everywhere...

nowhere.

Call me...