Snippet #2570105

Connor burst in to the snack, sternly telling us to pack up.
"Pack up? Are you crazy? We can't leave yet. We still need to stock up on supplies!" Then he told me about the cannibals. I mean, for fucks sake, it wasn't bad enough the undead were out to get us... Now the living craved fucking flesh. "Fuck...we're gonna need to make sure they don't catch us leaving... Wait. Did you make sure no one foll---" It was then I heard the roar if a pickup coming right for us. "Fuck! They followed you!!!" Before Connor had a chance to defend himself the metal monster smashed through the wall, sending us all to the floor!
"Get 'em boys!!!" God damn inbred hillbillies... The leader was a skinny little redneck, the other two were tweedle Dee and tweedle fuckin' dumbshit. Before we could get up, they had us pinned to the floor. The three of us struggled to get up, but to no avail. They'd taken our weapons, all of them...we were flat faced fucked. The leader came up to me. "Y'all didn't think we wouldn't find ya, did ya?"
"Fuck you, you inbred son of a bitch!"
"Ain't no one call my momma a bitch!!!" He screamed, kicking me in the gut .
"I bet your mama is your sister too, huh!"
"If ya don't shut your fucking mouth, I'll shoot 'er off!"
"Fine with me. I'd rather be dead than having this conversation with you... Your IQ is probably lower than that of Tweedle Dumbshit overthere." That's when I felt the butt of his scatter gun crack me in the face and everything went black. I heard a faint voice come through the darkness.
"Zach..." It was Kira. Shit, I had to snap out of it. When I came to we were in the back of the truck. I could hear the skinny fuck taking to others. We must've been at the camp.
"Probably a weeks worth here in the truck."
"Take them to the holding pen in the back and put them with the others." They proceeded to moving us out of the truck, and as he was dragging Connor out of the truck, I heard the quiet growl of our guardian angel. "Jade...shhhh." She must've followed us. She hid crouched in a bush right next to the truck. As soon as everyone was out she reared for attack. "Get him!" I whispered. Swift and quiet like the wind, she took the man, and the tweedle twins out. I struggled to get out of the rope. I felt the cold, wet nudge of Jade's nose. She has something in her mouth. A knife! I carefully cut the bonds from around my wrists. "Thank god you found us, girl." I cut the others free. Lucky for us, only the "stock" had seen anything, and those who did were quietly begging to be released. Our escape had fueled there hope for rescue but there was no way we could take down a whole diner full of people alone. We would need the help of the prisoners. We needed to lead a mini revolt. But there was also no way for us to leave these poor souls behind. I grabbed my revolver back from the skinny one, and handed Connor his shotgun.
"We gotta help them."