Ch 425: Embracing the mask.

Embracing the mask, a part of me,

A fantasy, a desire—so wild and free.

Gloves on the hands, grips so tight,

Blades touch skin; pulse takes flight.

From head to toe, spine to bone,

No part to waste, nor left alone.

To get the thrill, to feel the kill,

To stitch the wound and let it heal.

A test gone rogue, a secret undone,

Riding past insanity—just for fun.

Another experiment, another day,

Sorry for the subjects that can't say.

Red with blood, green with greed,

Geniuses belong to a different breed.

Care not what they think they see;

Witness the Holy God's decree.