Chronicles of the Apocalyse (2011)

Chapter 23: Like Animals

In the ski-resort, Andy is with his hands tied to the pole on the wall while being beaten by Kyle as Billy is biting a toothpick. Dave is strapped to a chair.

Dave: Dude...what the fuck...what do you want?

Kyle stops beating up Andy and looks at Billy.

Kyle: You know you can help too.

Billy: Nah...I'll let you handle this part...besides you're young, son. You could use the exercise.

Kyle: Okay....(to Andy) You stay right there. I'll be right back with you while I talk to your friend.

Kyle grabs a chair and drags it in front of the tied Dave.

Kyle: Now....the rest of my friends...the people those dogs didn't eat. where are they and are they alive?

Dave: What the fuck you talkin about?

Kyle backhands Dave.

Kyle: I don't think you're paying attention, man....now; talk.

Dave spits blood at Kyle.

Dave: Fuck you.

Kyle, unamused, wipes the blood off his face.

Kyle: Billy, your knife.

Billy hands Kyle his knife, before Kyle holds the blade to Daves' throat. After a few tense moments, Kyle stabs Dave in the knee.

Dave: Fuck! Agh!

Kyle: now, that's gotta be the bone...right under the knee cap...I wonder...if I prop it just a little, what could happen...

Billy: Hmm...he may not live after that, son...but that's not our concern if he lives...

Kyle twists the knife and Dave screams in pain.

Dave: Goddamn it! Fuck! 

Billy: a man has a knife in your goddamned kneecap, boy. I'd tell him what he wants to know.

Dave: Shit! Okay! Okay! They're alive! They're Kane's new meal on the menu.

Kyle: Where?

Kyle twists the blade as Dave grunts.

Dave: The Butcher Shop in the town! It's the big building with the flying pig on it!

Kyle takes the blade out of Daves' kneecap, before he hands it to Billy.

Kyle: You're going to show my friend here where it is on this map we got off you...and it better be the same spot your friend's going to show me.

Kyle stands up, before Billy begins to interrogate Dave.

Billy: Where is this Butcher shop on the map? Where?!

Dave: It's right there! In the middle! In the middle!

Billy: You're sure?

Dave: Yes, you can ask Andy there, man! I swear on my kids I ain't lying! I ain't ly-

Suddenly, Kyle snaps Daves' neck.

Andy: Dave!

Billy: The hell'd you do that for?

Kyle shrugs before he grabs the assault rifle.

Andy: Fuck you, dawg! He was tellin the truth! I ain't tellin you a motherfuckin thing!

Kyle: That's alright.....I know he's tellin the truth...but I was never going to let y'all live.

Andy: No! Wa-

Kyle then bludgeons Andy to death with the butt of the rifle.

Kyle: All right...let's get moving.

Billy: Wait...wait...wait, son...we can't just role up to the gates and start shooting up the place....we need a plan....I think I've heard of these butchers....they take in....slaves....whores.....people who aren't in their best shape...hmm...