Mysterious Skin Page #2

What are you doing?

Damn. No razor.

You're insane.

If I wasn't queer we would

have ended up having...

sloppy teenage sex and

getting pregnant...

contributing more f***ed up,

unwanted kids to society.

But instead, she

became my soulmate.

And...one true

partner in crime.

Let's kidnap him.

His mom says we're

supposed to take him home.

Where are you taking me?

A house with lots

and lots of candy.

Goody.

Beeewaaaaaaare.

Bewaaaare.

Bewaaare.

These are the eyes of the

Axe Murderer's victims.

- Come on, Satan.

- Hurry up, Chicken.

I never much cared

for Halloween,

but this particular year,

I couldn't shake the feeling...

that something

horrible was gonna happen.

And there was nothing

I could do to stop it.

Wait outside for me.

I'll be done in a minute.

You hold him while

I go get something.

- What are we gonna do?

- Have some fun.

- What's the matter, Satan?

- What did you say, Punk?

What a loser!

Loser!

Loser!

Brian?

Brian?

I thought that was you.

Lie down.

Lie down, retard.

What are you doing?

Shut up!

Shut up, or we'll kill you.

Point the beam over here.

Open your mouth.

I said open your mouth.

Keep these in your

f***ing mouth.

You better do what we say,

or I'll kill you, I swear.

Give me the matches.

Wendy, come on, give me

the damn matches!

Shine the flashlight on him.

Neil, he's gonna tattle!

Don't worry.

I know what to do.

There are things we can

do to get him on our side.

That's it.

Just lay still for a minute.

You're my little green buddy

and there's this cool thing...

I wanna show you.

When I was little, a man

used to do this to me.

You're really gonna like it.

There.

That's it.

That's my boy.

Wendy never looked at me

quite the same after that night.

Sharing this part of myself...

I'd never showed

anyone else ever before.

I knew we'd be bound

together...forever.

I woke up, once again not

knowing where I was...

or what had happened to me.

By the time I

made my way back,

Deborah said I'd been

missing for over an hour.

But I couldn't

remember a thing.

All I knew was that it was somehow

linked to the other time,

the night I

woke up in the cellar.

And I also knew that,

no matter how long it took,

I had to find out what

had happened to me.

I had to find an

answer to the mystery.

When I was 15, I overheard some

kids at school talking about a place.

A place that you could find even in

a dumbass hicktown like Hutchinson.

Bingo.

Here we go.

- How's it going?

- Okay.

- I'm Charlie.

- Neil.

Wanna go for a ride?

Sure.

You got cash?

I'll pay 50, no higher.

You've got to be

careful out here.

The cops patrol this

whole entire area,

and they've got brains

enough to know what's up.

I'm in Hutchinson

on business.

I supply snack foods

to the local markets.

Go ahead.

Take whatever you want.

Hungry, huh?

We've only got an hour,

so we'd better get busy.

Wait.

Let me.

Beautiful.

So, what do you like to do?

Tell me what you

want me to do.

Whatever.

You like older guys, huh?

Tell me.

Yeah.

That feels nice.

You are such a beautiful,

beautiful boy.

I'm gonna come.

I'm gonna come.

I know what you're thinking.

That wasn't safe.

But we're in

Kansas, thank God,

not some big city

full of diseases.

Plus, you're only a kid.

Boo.

Maniac.

You scared me!

Thanks for meeting me.

Yeah, well,

This better be good.

My mom will kill me if she

finds out I snuck out this late.

I have something

I wanna show you.

Ew.

Look.

Yeah. So?

That's me.

You're such a liar.

I don't believe you.

I'll prove it.

Okay. How?

Oh, my God, what are you...

Put that back in your

pants, exhibitionist!

Look.

No way, perv.

Look what the guy did to me.

Are those bruises?

F***er gnawed on my dick like

it was a f***ing candy cane.

I didn't even realize he was hurting

me till after I blew my load.

Well, you better

watch out, McCormick.

Next time someone might

chomp the whole thing off.

Seriously.

Even Hutchinson has

its share of freaks.

You trick with the wrong guy and

I'd find pieces of you everywhere.

Okay, "Mom".

I wish there's a movie

showing right now.

Me too.

A film about our lives.

Everything's that's

happened so far.

And the last scene would just

be us standing right here.

Just you and me.

Yeah.

I hear something.

It's the voice of God.

I hear him.

I hear him.

Mom!

It's about to begin.

Alright, I'm coming.

VCR on?

I checked it twice.

It's probably going

to be a little silly.

The commercial showed this

crazy old man claiming...

aliens beamed him up right

out of his bathtub.

If you're going to make fun,

I'd just as soon watch by myself.

Shh, it's starting.

Tonight on "World

Of Mystery",

we investigate the

terrifying world of UFOs.

Is it mass hysteria or

something all too real?

They kept me

prisoner for hours.

They examined me like I was

a frog in biology class.

And then they stuck a

probe in my stomach.

I still got the scar

here to prove it.

Look at that.

I always got scared anytime

I watched movies about UFOs.

Even "E.T." scared me.

Poor thing.

She looks so homely and sad.

Avalyn Friesen lives in the tiny,

ordinary town of Inman, Kansas.

Inman?

That's only 30 miles away.

she is unmarried.

Lives with her father

and works part-time...

as a secretary.

But there is something

unusual about Avalyn.

For as long as

she can remember,

things have happened to her,

things she cannot explain.

I'd heard about people who've

experienced missing time.

Whole chunks of their lives

they couldn't account for.

Under hypnotic regression

I learned that...

I had been abducted

more than 20 times.

Oh, please!

Quiet.

The first time

was when I was 6.

I was on my way home from a

picnic with my grandparents.

It was dark and we got lost,

driving down a dirt road.

Grandpa lost control of the

car and we went into a ditch.

There was this

blinding white light.

But the aliens weren't

interested in my grandparents.

They floated me up

out of the car...

using some sort

of gravitational ray.

That's it.

I've had enough.

I'm gonna get some ice cream.

- Want some?

- No, thanks.

I remember lying on a table.

It was cold,

smooth and shiny.

The aliens surrounded me.

They were bald with huge

marshmallowy heads and tiny arms.

But the worst part

was their eyes.

The only way I can

describe them is big,

black diamonds,

all liquidy and jellyish.

I can't believe I'm finally getting

out of this f***ing nowhere town!

You better let me know

the second you're settled.

Or else.

You better come.

Or else.

New York City.

You're so lucky!

Hey, assface.

What you gawking at?

Faggots!

Sh*t, go, go, go!

F*** you!

Remember the guy I told

you about last week?

White Camaro?

That's him.

Parked by those trees.

I've f***ed every single

john in this park.

Except for White Camaro.

So it's time for

you two to get lost.

Stop scaring my

business away.

You want us to come

pick you up later?

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