Escape from Cannibal Farm Page #6

single short moment

when you would leave your gun.

That moment never came.

I never killed Betty,

she had her legs severed

from her body by you!

You bastard traitor.

Let me know when it's boiled.

Still you sold her flesh.

It was a sadistic revenge

full of grief and hatred

in my deranged blackened mind

but your boys that was

the cruelest part of all

because they live.

Don't toy with me Hansen.

I saw you dig their graves.

You cravenly conducted

your insidious plot from afar

whilst your boys were

here alive all this time.

You take me to them Hansen,

you take me to them now.

The names and details

of all your customers,

I want them now.

You think that's funny?

Hansen may be old and done

but if you fail to obey me you'll

never f***ing laugh again.

I want full names, I want

full details, start writing.

No.

This twisted business

of yours is dead.

Take me to my sons and I will

give you the names I swear.

Give us the names and then

we'll take you to your sons.

Caleb?

Joe?

Oh Sammy.

- Oh Sammy.

- Mom.

You're okay, please

tell me you're okay.

You're hurt.

I'll be fine sweetheart

as long as you're all right.

Tell me you're all right.

Mom you need to leave.

Listen to me, take the car,

go as far as you can until

you find the nearest person.

Let them take you the

rest of the way.

Jess?

You need to go

straight to hospital.

What about you?

I'm ending this.

It's ended Jessica, come home

and we can get far

away from this place.

Come home?

To what Katherine

there's nothing left.

Me and Sam are what's left.

I'm not leaving you

here on this farm.

And I'm not leaving until

there's no farm left to leave.

Are you going to be

all right sweetheart?

Promise me you'll find us.

You'll find us Jess.

We'll be waiting for

you, don't forget that.

We're still your family

don't let them take

that away from us.

I'm sorry.

Come on Sam.

No.

Leave your sister.

Look after him.

Welcome to Hansen farm.

In keeping with the

Hansen farm tradition

you prisoners will not be fed.

I know all too well your

appetite for human meat.

All you have to pay for

the meat trapped beside you

is the scar of guilt it

leaves on your conscience

which clearly you

disgusting dogs don't feel.

I hope that you have

families you'll miss.

Parents who'll mourn you

and children who'll know

that you failed them

with your greed and

your perverted desires.

The one who eats first

is the one who survives.

That greedy piggy can go free.

The rest of you will suffer

for your cannibalistic

indulgences

that have brought so much

destruction upon my life

and so much death to this farm.

Including you Hunt.

I want you to climb into

the oven, close the door.

I don't want to shoot you

down like a filthy animal.

Revenge is

supposed to be ugly.

This isn't revenge.

This is so I don't

become like you.

I do this my way for myself.

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