The stranger got up and started looking for her car keys.

"There isn't a window open."Plench said.

"There isn't a lock to pick."

"I knew you were a cunt!" the stranger said.

She jabbed at the key ring and the keys fell into Plench's hand.

"Get in."

Plench looked at the stranger's keys.

"There's a safety code. Keys won't work."

Plench wasn't going to stick around to find out.

His eyes roamed the convenience store for something else to eat, anything else to eat.

He went to the soda case and scanned the cans. He saw some granola bars.

"What's the point?" he asked himself, "They're empty."

Plench walked over to the checkout aisle and grabbed a box of Swiss Miss for her and a Dr. Pepper for himself.

He ignored the signs that said, "No Guns in This Store".

Maybe the government had a plan after all, Plench thought to himself.

Maybe they just wanted to make sure people didn't get shot.

He figured the best place for a stranger to hide a gun would be in her car.

Plench found her car with no difficulty.

A light blue midsize sedan with a hiccup stain on the leather seat.

Plench took his wet shit filled turds out of his pocket and jammed them into the back seat.

"Holy shit!" he cried out, "I just ate some shit."

Plench opened the trunk of the stranger's car and grabbed a bunch of junk and threw it in the trunk.

Nothing that would blow up or make a racket.

"I'm hungry." Plench said to the door.

The stranger let herself into the car and sat in the front.

Plench looked at the windows.

A safety code would stop the windows from opening.

Plench put his hands to the front window.

The locked.

Plench slammed the door and sat down.

"I knew you were a cunt!" the stranger called from the driver's seat.

"I know why you're here. I knew it."

Plench dropped his head and held his ears.

"There's a safety code." the stranger said.

Plench slammed the back window and the safety code bit into Plench's neck like a pencil.

The stranger screamed out in horror as the locks snapped.

Plench's head thudded against the pavement and the blood poured out of his eyes.

Plench looked around and saw a long, long road and a huge square of cement.

He climbed to his feet and walked over to the cement square.

The concrete went as far as his neck.

"We aren't like you." the girl said.

Plench grunted as he began to shit again, his stomach rippling, trying to regroup.

His turds fell to the cement and turned to turd slime.

Plench scooped up the slime and shoved it in his mouth.

He turned his head to look at the girl and realized she wasn't looking at him.

"We aren't as good as you." she said.