>> what mastromarino did was to light a flame under my imagination that will never be stilled. even though it has been years since this happened, and i try and put it out of my mind, when i do revisit it, all i can think of you know, he died at midnight. so it was dark and someone stole his body in the middle of the night. >> my father was skinned, and they took 900 square inches of skin, every bone they could and mutilated him. that breaks my heart. [ female announcer ] introducing a match made in skin heaven.