And now the story of how I got that scar.

And now the story of how I got that scar. Lenny "The Knife" and I were out tipping a few whiskeys one night. Lenny was talking to this girl with an intricate facial tattoo of a key

board in gray-scale on her forehead and a set of hands across her cheeks. If you pressed the "key" parts of her tattoo with your fingers, she sang the corresponding musical notes.

My fantasy had finally come true. My Keytar synth had been transformed into a chick by the tooth fairy. I could play notes on her and make out. Sweet, but how do I explain this

to Anna? Not! I touched her leg just above the knee, and she began to vibrate at 1568Hz (G). As I slid my other hand near her, um, "Keytar", I was able to coax out a silky vibrato.

Her humming noise was mesmerizing - and unsettling. I looked at Anna and wished that she

would stop making such a horrid humming noise. What melody even was that? It sounded evil. But Anna didn't notice my look of disgust, so I had to voice my annoyance to her.

No matter how loud I got, her humming kept being even louder. Not only louder but more evil & menacing. I finally had to cut Anna's head off with a spoon. It took a long time. Then

I tossed Anna's head into the river, where it bobbed along downstream, humming hideously all the way. Her headless body also began to hum. I had not silenced her! From far away, I

watched myself embrace her decapitated corpse, and heard a voice not unlike my own wail in what sounded like unbearable anguish. The vibration of her humming corpse pulled me into

a lull of peace, a peace I'd never known before, but welcomed. Her detached whisper tickled my ears: "Together...forever..." And then my life began again.