Lisa Sharp wriggles her legs out of her ropes and runs towards the crash.

LISA SHARP: No! Walnut!

She doesn't even notice that she's running right past
the axe wielding slave catcher. He trips her--

--then raises his
axe to cut his losses.

SLAVE CATCHER A: 'Get'akin'e'iggers'live! 'En'w'ow'em'at'e'ound, 'll'e'rich!

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