Then you try to talk to them. Only one of them knows english, but he is listening. You explain how you wouldn't taste very well and that you know a dead guy that would taste better, they let you go as long as you promise to show them to the dead guy. You do, and they apologize profusely. Y'all become best friends and you share a recipe with them. The end. =) Don't you just love happy creepy endings?
I am with Hitler...nuff said.