His tattoos appear to move briefly and then they're suddenly gone. It's amazing! He doesn't look like such a freak anymore, and you're so taken by the transformation that you can't help but stare at the grinning man as you open the door to the shop.
As you shut the door, you notice your right hand is covered in tattoos! There's a cartoon skull on the top of your hand leading up to your wrist, and the lettering on your knuckles reads ORIG. The lettering prompts you to look at your left hand and you see INAL inked on the knuckles along with a rose on the back. Both of your arms are now completely tattooed, from the knuckles to where your t-shirt starts. Your left arm is covered in a strange design that you don't recognize, and your right arm is occupied by artwork that looks Japanese.
"Hello!" says an old sounding voice. You spin to face what turns out to be an old man, distraught. "Ah, I see you have met my last customer." he continues...
In front of the counter is a full length mirror, and you see yourself in it. Your neck is fully covered in tattoos as well, swallows on either side and a bear over your throat. You pull up your shirt and look in the mirror only to find that your torso is completely covered in ink as well.
You gape at the man and ask "What the fuck is going on?"
"My last customer," he replies. "He asked for a clean slate and I happened to have one in stock. It's rare for me to have two customers in a day!" The prospect of receiving two customers seems to excite the man in a way that you find upsetting. You're covered in weird tattoos and he's looking at you as if you've always had them. Why doesn't it phase him at all?