[ WP ] When someone is murdered , their name appears on the skin of the killer . You wake up with a name on your arm and no knowledge of how it got there .

`` Peter'' there it was, perfectly clear carved out across my arm. I quickly throw on a long sleeved shirt hoping my wife wo n't notice. My mind is racing, I remember nothing out of the ordinary happening yesterday. What the hell did I do? Could I have blacked out? How is this possible? Certainly there's some mistake. 
 
 I make my way downstairs and start the coffee. My hands are shaking. My wife notices and expresses her concern. `` Is something wrong?'' she asks. `` No, I just... did n't sleep well'' I stammered. She gave me a strange look, but decides not to press further. 
 
 I sip my coffee desperately trying to remember. `` Who is Peter? Do I even know a Peter? What the fuck did I do yesterday?'' Just then a shriek of horror comes from my daughter's bedroom. I fly up the stairs and rush through the door. There on the floor is the lifeless body of her beloved hamster. `` Peter!'' She sobs. The damn thing escaped two days ago. Apparently that was n't a toy I stepped on last night...
