<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/>"I don't know..."  The man almost seemed to be falling apart, his body quivering as more and more of his skin was collapsing.  "I think...maybe if I can get some dirt, some clay...something..."  He was starting to panic, his hands going to his face.  "It all started about a week ago, I..."  Slowly his eyes turned up towards her, recognition mixing with confusion in his eyes.  "What do you see?  How can you see it when you look at me?"  His features seemed to soften to some degree, as if growing some compassion.  Whatever plan he'd been formulating slowly went away.