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    Maybe he was dead.

    He felt dead sometimes. He looked sorta dead, too. He usually avoided the mirror, he couldn't stomach it, but this particular night he found himself staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror and almost trapped in the sight of the thing looking back at him.

    His skin was pale, an ashen gray with ever-growing patches of dark scar tissue and burns that crept up his arms, decorated his face, spread over his torso and the majority of his body. The skin grafts weren't stable, festering with infection and leaking blood and pus most days, parts of it beginning to peel off at the seams. He had to resort to sewing it back on or using medical staples to keep the dead tissue in place, making him look like some fucked up rag doll held together at the seams by thread and pipe dreams.

    It was disgusting.

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