Story, April 5, 3:57 AM

A man is looking for the secret parts of socializing with human beings. Finding people not easy to reach. A specialness of interaction and experience each coming from a brain in which you could hear the gears churn. See their inner workings and hear its response. He goes out searching for them at night. Knocking on doors and climbing over things to look into them. Climbing onto the docks at the piers. He finally opens one door and a naked woman with a gorey fleshy face greets him. She says she will destroy him But if he comes inside he will survive. He goes inside so she doesnt kill him. She then tells him that she wants to slice up his skin in small increments. Until the skin cannot hang on for much longer. “But I could only satisfy this urge as long as I brought the task to completion. And for that you have to remain standing.” He climbs onto a bed and presses his back against the mattress. She climbs over and sits perched atop of him straddling his lap. “I have let the light in here stay dim so you might fall asleep. When you do I will have the chance to kill you, just as long as you stay here.” Hearing this his solution seems clear. He rises from the bed slinking against the surface so that his back stays pressed against the bed. And then the wall. He shuffles along the side of the room making his way from corner to corner. She watches him intently. He makes it to the doorway. He passes through it, only to find himself walking right back into the room.