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shut Randy up before he had a chance to speak. In a whisper, he leaned toward Randy and said, “Quiet. We’re alone but Gustoffson has his ass parked outside the door. He hates Peeler and he’ll wander off down the hall to talk to his buddies as soon as Ross is in the elevator. It’s what he always does. Just hang tight a sec, okay?”
    “Sure. Is… is Peeler here?” Randy asked, knowing it was as stupid question, but needing to say something to break the silence. “Does he know I’m here?”
    “Of course. I got a letter passed along to him. He’s looking forward to meeting you. You did remember to bring my present for him, right?”
    “Yeah… got it right here in my pocket. Can I come out now?”
    “Let me check. Just a sec…” Lucius closed the door in Randy’s face and made him wait in the dark for a full thirty seconds before coming back to give him the all clear. “Come on out, Randy. There’s someone here I’d like you to meet.”
    Part of Randy wanted to refuse, to stay right where he was, but he hadn’t gone through all this just to stand in a tiny closet. Taking a deep breath to steel his nerves, he stepped out into the office proper and got his first look at the man he’d come to see. Lucius took care of the introductions, although none was really needed.
    “Randy Baxter… this here is Peeler. Peeler my friend… this is the young chef I’ve been telling you about.”
    Randy was shocked at what he saw. Not surprised. Not alarmed. Not freaked out.
Shocked!
Peeler stood before him completely naked, more naked than any human should ever have the right, his skinless frame a mess of black weeping sores and countless open wounds. From the chin down, there was nothing left of him but crusty scar tissue and exposed muscle. Just as Lucius had said, not even his penis or scrotum had been spared from his day years ago in the chemical bath but not all of this damage was done inside that stainless steel tank. No, a lot of this was far more recent and obviously self-inflicted. Especially his arms and hands. They looked half eaten, stripped to the bone in many places. Even his gaunt face was hideously abused. Both lips were gone revealing a permanent grin of huge white teeth, and most of his nose had been sliced away, a gaping triangular hole between his eyes that flapped wider still every time Peeler took a breath.  He had dark wavy hair and was taller than Randy expected, standing with his back straight, his eyes never wavering, proudly allowing his young visitor to gawk at him as long as he wanted. He was probably used to the stares of strangers by now.
    Randy felt faint and for a second thought he might throw up. He choked the nausea down but still felt more than a little green.
    “What’s the matter, Randy?” Peeler said, his voice soft, not much more than a whisper. “Am I not quite what you expected?”
    “No… I mean yes. It’s not that. I just wasn’t expecting you to be naked. You didn’t have to show me all this. I didn’t come here to–”
    “Yes you did. Admit it. You wanted to see all of me so I figured we’d satisfy your curiosity right off the bat. Come… sit down. Lucius said you promised to bring me a gift.”
    “Yeah, I did.” Randy watched Peeler sit down in the same chair he’d spent most of the afternoon in, trying hard not to notice the wet spots he left on the floor as he shuffled, his feet more bone and gristle than flesh. Randy dug the razor blade out of his pants pocket then sat down in the chair opposite Peeler. There was one last chair left for Lucius, but at the moment he was gathering his friend’s cotton jumpsuit from the floor (the matching outfit to the one he currently wore) and was purposely ignoring them so they could talk. Randy held the razor up for Peeler to inspect, motioning with it between Lucius and himself with a trembling hand. “It’s from both of us.”
    Peeler stared at the shiny piece of steel the way a sex addict would look at a