Tumol Town Terror

"Let's let her sleep," Zack suggested. "She's had a long night.

After going to the bathroom, they walked to the front counter with two bags of chips and three large bottles of water.

"That'll be seven-fifty," the old clerk told them.

Ding, ding! Nilly walked into the store, hands behind her back. Saliva was dribbling down her chin and dripping onto her shirt.

"You okay?" Zack asked.

"I will be," answered Nilly slowly looking up.

"What do you mean?" Mark asked.

"I'll have fresh meat soon enough," she said, an evil smile on her face.

"What are you-"

She held up two .44's and pointed one at Zack and the other at Mark.

"I'm hungry."