You feel something under you squirm, and move to the side. Slowly and quitely you reach your hand over to Jung and tap him on the arm. Whispering so quietly you almost cant be heard you say "Something is moving in here. I think we arent alone."
"See what it is." he mouths back and makes a motion with his hands to dig through the trash. You sigh, not wanting to get your hands bitten off by whatever it is.
Sliding your latex hands through the trash turns out easier than you thought and you soon feel something warm, something like skin. You haul on it and find you have grabbed the wrist of another young man like yourself, only not covered in brightly colored latex.
Soon a head sticks up from the trash pile and you see that its adorned with long furry donkey ears, and the boys face has large buck teeth and a nose that looks a bit flat.
"Shhh... youre gonna get us caught." he says to you looking angry as you stare at his funny ears and face.
"Sorry. What the hell is wrong with you? You look like a donkey." you whisper back. Jung to your side is gaping at the boy as well.
"You cant see it cause Im half buried but I got the tail too. A lot of people did. I think its this," he points to his leather collar, "that did it." Sure enough there is a small velvet coating of fur spreading out of the collar around his neck. "Got some of my mates as well. They were worse off, but I snuck out before I got too far."
"Just dont make any noise and we can get off this barge and back home. Sshh." you bury yourself in the trash a little further, Jung follows your lead and pulls some debris over him careful not to attract the attention of the driver up front.
The engines pur gently and the driver seems intent on the horizon. In the cabin with him listening to the radio is another man, one you saw loading trash. Must be here to help unload you think. Shouldnt be long before you reach land.