He screamed with the pain, but only dug farther, squashing his eyeballs with his fingers and tugging them free. The mashed pink lumps landed on his place mat in a pool of blood. His hands probed deeper into the empty sockets, tearing away flesh and gore, and then digging away at his nose and the skin on his cheeks. He scratched and tore at his face until it was all sitting in a shredded wet mess before him.