Don't look at me.
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 is gone.
Peyt?
Hey!
l'm everyone...
and no one...
everywhere...
nowhere.
Call me...