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said.
         “Fuck you,” Caleb said.
         Denny turned away as Caleb walked down the hallway with Richard. There was a set of decorative double sliding doors. Richard pushed a button on the wall and they slid open to reveal an elevator.
         “Get in,” Richard said. The first time he’d spoken so far.
         They got on and Richard pushed the “B” button. It dropped for several levels before coming to a stop and the doors slid open once again. The basement was not like the rest of the building at all. There was no fine décor down there. It was dark, mildewy, and smelled like rotten meat. Richard got out and turned to the right.
         He took him to a locker room and going through a closet, dug out a pair of coveralls, boots, and gloves. Caleb got dressed as Richard stepped out of the room, and returned with a large case. He sat it on the bench and opened it. Inside was a hatchet, a hacksaw and other various cutting tools.
         “You’ll go through each room at the end of the night. Use these to cut the bodies up into as small of pieces possible. Then you will come back down here and get the cart. It’s in the other room. You’ll see it, it’s a large stainless cart with a big drop slot at the top. You’ll place the body parts in there, and come back down here and place them in the incinerator ,” Richard explained.
         Caleb only heard bits and pieces of what the man was saying. He caught words like “body ,” “pieces,” and “incinerator.” This night had not gone at all the way he’d planned. He thought he was on his way to a party where he’d get drunk, high, and laid. Instead, since he refused to kill some girl he didn’t even know, he know has to dispose of body parts for a bunch of rich assholes.
         “You hear me?” Richard said, snapping him out of his trance.
         “Oh. Yeah. I heard you,” Caleb said.
         “Good. Now get up there. Start with your girl then go into any room with the door open. Got it?”
         Caleb just nodded as Richard turned and left the room. He looked around and picked up the case and headed to the elevator. Once he was back in the room with the dead girl, he wasn’t sure where to start. First, he undid her straps and laid her onto the floor. Her eyes were frozen open in a death stare. He took the hatchet and spread her arm out to the side. His first swing with the hatchet was weak and half-hearted. He’d never dismembered a person before. As he went for another swing, he stopped and looked at her face.
         He couldn’t cut her up with her eyes staring at him like that. He reached up and closed her eyelids and went to chop her arm again, but still he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Instead of her arm, he slid over by her head and turned it to the side. Maybe he should cut her head off first, then he won’t have to look at her face. He lined up the hatchet and looked away as he took the first swing. This time with a lot more force. The hatchet sliced partway through her neck, but got stuck. He swung again and again. It took him a good six blows before her head rolled free of her body.
         Blood oozed from her neck, but there was very little since she was already dead. He sat the hatchet down as her head rolled by his leg and stopped with her eyes staring back up at him. He didn’t know how her eyes opened again, but didn’t know how much of this he could take. It hadn’t even seemed real until he was in the room ready to cut up her body. The hatchet fell to the floor as he began crying, covering his face with his bloody hands.

Chapter 6
     
         Denny left the room and headed down the hall, down the stairs and into the lounge. The lounge was a large room separated from the rest of The Club. There were couches, chairs, as well as its own bar and bartender and other amenities. When he stepped inside, there was a group of men already engrossed in conversation about the night’s