Nothing happened.
I saw the guru running past, with his fat companions.
I stared at him.
I gathered up the gang an we followed.
"Come on!" The guru shouted, poining a gun at the sumo named Dunny.
"I'm to weak to travel! I'll die!" Dunny cried.
"I'm loosing my temper!" The guru shouted.
We were watching every move behind a sand-bank.
"Please, don't shoot!" He cried.
"I won't shoot if you don't get your fat ass moving!" The Guru said.
Dunny tried to get up, but failed.
"Fine then, I have no choice but to kill you." The guru said, evily.
"Please, don't shoot!" Dinny cried again.
The guru was pulling out a chainsaw.
"Mother always said I was too cruel when I use a chainsaw!" The Guru cackled.
The guru chopped of Dunny's arms, and then his legs.
Then the guru went towards Dunny's face.
Slice!
The head dropped onto the blood-drenched floor.
The guru turned to the last Sumo.
"You better becarefull, Slim, because I don't want to loose the leader of the pack now, do I?"
Slim nodded, and stared into the guru's robotic eyes.
He saw evil.
Complete evil.
We lowered ourselves deep into the trench, and sat down.
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