The cultist stopped in his tracks as the two were still frantically pushing against eh boarded window.<strong>"Please don't kill me! I'm just the chef! I cook things! I didn't get to touch a women! They're keeping the women downstairs and only let us have some if we guard the place!" </strong>he shouted backing up, putting his hands in the air.<br/><br/><strong>"Listen! Grant's got 4 guards! Tough fuckers! Standing at each door. They assholes are instructed to stay in the room! And not leave no matter what! Even as the rest of us die! There! Information! That saves my life right?"</strong>he said nervously.<br/><br/>A board finally broke, cheering from the other side of the room.<strong> "Come on buddy! Were almost out! A few more!" </strong>Said the smaller naked cultist to the larger.