Think this through
From Torg Adventure
You have to stay calm. Think about this rationally.
You have a 9mm pistol and, thanks to your Dad's encouragement, can use it well. You have a claw hammer and two kitchen knives from the house last night. You are wearing boots, jeans with the ends pegged into cuffs, a long sleeve shirt and a slightly over-sized jacket found in the master bedroom last night.
This family consists at least of Momma, Billy Rae, and Tommy, so there are at least two cannibals as one might be a dog. Momma is roughly 5" taller than you and 150lbs heavier. She will likely be the first to respond to any noises.
The woman is naked. Her bare feet will impair her running. She is likely weakened and irrational from imprisonment. She will not help you in your rescue.
The chain connecting the girl to the doghouse is metal and fairly new, so you aren't prepared to cut it. Cutting off the girl's foot would hobble her and probably provoke a scream alerting the crone in the house. Running would be too slow for escape. Hiding at the side of the house would be quickly discovered. Hiding under the steps would take too long and would leave you both vulnerable to Momma's attack. You would likely not make it back to the smoke house. The cannibal is too tall to slice her neck if she's standing in the doorway. She will call for backup. her boy will come with a firearm. He will not miss. Shooting Momma will alert her boy who will come with a firearm. He will not miss.
The other side of the chain connects to the doghouse. The doghouse is old, dry and wooden. You could pry it apart easily and loudly. Running would likely prove unsuccessful since the hostage is malnourished and burdened with the chain, the noise from which would reveal her location. The hostage would need to hide with her chain. The noise would alert Momma. Damage to the Doghouse may cause her to investigate or release a dog. Shooting either would result in armed retaliation.
Upon breaking the chain from the doghouse, you could hide in there and wait to slip by the cannibals should they not check the doghouse. Should they check the doghouse, you could stab one with a knife. the other would likely respond with gunshots. Should a dog come out, you would need to shoot it alerting the cannibals to your location.
Crack.
You come back to your senses with the hostage at your side and your hammer prying off the now dislodged chain,
"Shit." you murmur to yourself as you shove the woman into the doghouse and scramble in after her.
To your surprise the ground drops off in the doghouse and you can both easily crouch below ground-level, something your partner does immediately.
"What the fuck." You can hear grease bubble from the crones throat. "Where'd that bitch get off to?"
She sets off small tremors as she approaches, "You think you're too good for my cooking, whore?"
You can see her cankles from the front of your hiding place. One rears back and rams into the doghouse causing the wood to tremble. "You ignoring me?" Light pours in as she retracts her foot.
The Old woman kneels and shove a pudgy arm into your sanctuary attempting to find a fistful of hair to wrench her slave out. You withdraw deep into the enclave to evade her clutch. You ready your knifes.
The woman withdraws her hand and you hear its weight strain the roof as she lowers her head to peer in at you. When you see her cracked and withered lip, your arm shoots out as your blade sinks into her throat. You twist your hand and pull a glob of flesh off her neck. Her mouth opens, but your attack has silenced her. All she can do is spit her own blood.
Not satisfied, your other knife plunges in severing the left carotid artery. You don't have time to reclaim the blade as her hand swipes down at yours. You manage to withdraw your hand, but your knife is forfeit. You pull the meat from your remaining blade as you sink into the hole.
The crone falls without her hand to prop her up and drive the knife in further. She tries to crawl into the doghouse after you, but her bulk catches at the entrance. Her left arm flails trying to catch someone as her blood pours to the soil and flows into the hole. Your companion shivers at the sensation and pulls back her toes; you throw an arm over her to keep her down. You are right to as Momma's cleaver cuts into the wood on your left. She strikes wildly and randomly at the side of the doghouse as her suffocating brain shuts down. She manages four strikes, nearly tearing the wall off, when she finally couldn't muster the strength to withdraw. The hatred on her face fades as her muscles relax.
It's your first kill.
You wait a moment to hear if anyone has come to Momma's aid, but all is quiet. No Tommy, no Billy Rae, no dog, no gun. Only light shining through the tattered wall of the doghouse.
The wall collapses with a push. You hoist yourself out and offer a hand down to the woman. You pull her out and into your chest, and whether it's shock or gratitude, she doesn't pull away. You're too shocked to appreciate her breasts pressed against you and only think to offer your jacket. It was over-sized on you and on her it nearly makes a dress.
Deciding not to tarry, you pick up most of the chain. A look of fear takes the former slave till you explain it's only to keep it from dragging. you run from the house to the nearest cover weaving your way back to Tracy and Rebecca hoping to find them, and only them.
What do you find when you return?
