‘Now clear off back to your friends and leave us alone,’ said the thug as he kicked Mac in the shins.
‘We will be going in five minutes and then you lot are on your own.’
‘Our own?’ winced Mac. ‘What do you mean?’
‘What I said,’ replied the thug. ‘On your own. We don’t need any of you anymore so you can all stay here. There will be no more food so you can all sit on your silly, useless asses and die slowly together.’
All the thugs laughed.
‘Thanks for everything and have a nice life!’