"I have a pocket knife!" Jung whispers excitedly. His hands disappear as he searches his pockets for it and then he produces a small silver metal thing and hands it to the new boy. "Whats your name anyway?" he hisses.
"Leon. Thanks. I dont think I want to have this thing on very much longer." Leon says, taking the knife and flipping open the small blade.
Grabbing his collar he tries to find a good place to work. The collar is brown leather, about an inch and a half wide. At the throat there is a little metal ring dangling. It doesnt appear to be very thick, but leather can be deceptively tough. He works the tight collar away from his skin a little and wedges the knife under it with the blade facing away from his skin, which now has a little more fux spreading down his throat and back of his skull. His hair looks shorter on his head too, lightening to grey at the top around his big ears.
As he saws at the collar he looks at you.
"I noticed your hands, and his. Whats your story? You dont look like donkeys so you must have caught something else back there." He asks.
"Yeah." You shift a little in the garbage causing some glass bottles to clink. The sound doesnt appear to be noticed. You relax a little.
"We were in the um.. well there were supposed to be hookers. We got a condom and then... well it coated us like it was supposed to, only more, and then more, and I think that underneath this we arent really normal anymore." you finish your brief story and hold you hand showing him. You dont have fingerprints or those little lines on top of your knuckles. Just smooth red latex coating your hands and arms, your entire body but your head. "It actually feels... kinda good." you say pressing a hand to your chest and rubbing it absent mindedly. It does feel good, smooth and cool and soft.
"I guess it beats being a farm animal." Leon says intently sawing at his collar. "My friends, the others, everybody with one of these on slowly turned in to a donkey and we tried to stop it but couldnt. I dont know what happened to them now, I just ran and found myself on the dock, and knew if I could escape I would be safe. But after thinking about it I know Im not cause I have to get this thing off." He says jerking the collar again as he slowly cuts it.