![]() Her arms and her legs had been cut off, stitched up. Then all of a sudden, it fell down the stairs, and it came right at my feet. At the top of the stairs, there's this shadow writhing and rocking. And I opened it, and I looked up, and there was a set of stairs. So I walked to a door at the end of this hallway. And I thought maybe they had people tied up up there that were trying to get free. And then the house was quiet, except for this thudding sound that was coming from upstairs in the attic. And then we went inside the house, and I locked my little boy in a room, and I went and searched the house. ![]() I pulled out the chloroform rag he was gonna use on me. And I held a knife to his throat and reached in his pocket. But I was starving, and soon, Hershel would be. It was full of scavenged clothes he said were for his sons and daughters, and could we help haul the cart back home? And he said he'd give us some food for our trouble. One day, we came across this frail old man who was kneeling by a turned-over grocery cart. Hershel and I were alone for a long time. ![]()
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