into military mode and started looking for anything that could get us out of our zip ties. I just waited until they shut the door before I pulled out the knife and squeezed it between my palms.
“Anyone want to give me a hand?”
“No, but I’m sure there’s a toy for that,” Baja muttered as he glanced at the various packaged gadgets lined up on shelves.
Jess jumped up, she turned her back and took a hold of the knife and then started to move it back and forth. It was tough as it was only a butter knife and the zip ties were made of a thick plastic. Though within a matter of about five minutes she had managed to cut through. I rubbed my wrists and did the same for the others. However, it was a little easier this time.
Ralphie sat quietly in the corner. I think he knew what was about to happen. As soon as Dax was out of his restraints he had Ralphie up against the wall.
“You knew damn well what you were leading us into.”
“I told you to go around. But you wouldn’t listen to me.”
“Start talking. Who are these people? What do they want?” Dax hollered.
“And more importantly, was that really human flesh?” Specs asked.
“Alright I see you have that handled. I’m going to look for weapons while you guys work it out.” Baja strolled off into the darkness of the store.
“Are you even from this town?” Jess asked.
“Yes. But they’re not.”
“So what happened?” I asked.
“They were already here when the outbreak kicked off. That’s when they shot a cop and took over.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“They…” he stuttered.
“Spit it out, man.” Dax was getting angrier by the second.
“They have my sister.”
There was silence.
“The one you said was dead?” I asked.
“I had two. One of them my father killed, the other was taken by them.”
“Who are they?”
“Some cult. I don’t know what it is they believe. I remember them being in the town. They kept to themselves. I didn’t know they were messed up in the head. I just thought they were another religion. Heck, I believe but not what they do.”
Dax still had a tight grip on him. His jacket was pushed right up to his face.
“Ease off, Dax,” I said. “Dax, let him go.”
“And the meat?” Specs asked.
“Human flesh. Zombie flesh? How else do you think they can survive out here?”
Jess doubled over. “Oh god, I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“So the whole gas station is just a ploy to lure people in?”
He nodded. “Listen, guys, I would never purposely try to harm you.”
“Shut up,” Dax added.
We stood there in the dark contemplating our next move.
“We need to get out of here. Get our weapons.”
“Speaking of weapons, I think I found some,” Baja said coming out the back waving around two thirteen-inch dildos. Specs palmed his own forehead.
“No, I’m serious. Add the cords from those vagina balls over there and I could make myself a mean pair of nunchucks. And fuck ’em up real good. No pun intended.”
“Baja. This is not the time.”
But it was too late. Waving them around, he lost his grip on one of them and it hit Izzy in the face. “Oh shit,” he muttered.
“Oh shit, indeed, Baja, I’m going to ram this up your ass.”
We continued to get more information from Ralphie while Izzy chased Baja around the store, wielding an oversized lifelike cock.
“Why the hell are they eating humans?” Jess asked.
“They see this whole thing as a gift from their god. Z’s killing humans. Another form of manna from heaven.”
“Ah man, why do we always have to meet the freaks?” Specs said, taking a peek outside the blinds to see if anyone was coming.
“I would have told you sooner but my sister…”
“So you did leave behind your sister?” I asked.
“I had no choice. They would have killed me too.”
Ralphie slumped down on the floor, tears began to roll down his cheeks.
“What now?” Jess asked.
“We need to get the guns, the truck, and get the hell out of