Samantha Belmont:
Do you get a lot of dates this way?
Hector Gomez:
Okay. Hey, I know what you're thinking.
Samantha Belmont:
That you're a cretin?
Hector Gomez:
Sweetheart, you haven't seen any of those freaked out zombies running around out there?
Regina Belmont:
Yeah, I was jumped by one less than an hour ago.
Hector Gomez:
Well, you got away lucky. Me and this girl pulled into town this morning. We spent last night in the back of the trailer I was towing.
Samantha Belmont:
You don't work here?
Hector Gomez:
No, I drive a truck. I was hauling some freight and heading to San Diego with this girl I picked up yesterday while she was hitchhiking on the I-5 when we were looking for a gas station to fill up. We pulled into one station, but it was closed and locked up. We got out of the truck and we're looking around for anyone and that's when we spotted one of those... whatever they are... one of those things behind the gas station. It was standing beside a metal garbage dumpster. It looked like it was... eating a cat.
Samantha Belmont:
A dead cat?
Hector Gomez:
Well... semi-dead.
Samantha Belmont:
Who'd want to eat a live cat?
Hector Gomez:
Beats the shit out of me. Anyway, this girl freaked out. She took off running. I spotted her 20 minutes later in an alleyway not far from here. She was dead. It looked like another one or more of those things had... torn her apart.
Regina Belmont:
Oh, God. Larry! I think I'm gonna be sick!
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