No

Druuna clenched the items in her hands and, with all the speed she could muster, took off running towards a forested area she could see a ways away down the coast. As she took off, her belt knocked over an old drinking glass it had been laying next to. The glass struck a rock and woke the guard from his light slumber. He yelled out to the other men aboard the boat and began firing a hunting rifle at Druuna.

Gunshots broke the silence of the night and peppered the beach around Druuna. Suddenly a bright spotlight onboard the grey boat was switched on, flooding the beach with blinding yellow color. Temporarily blinded, Druuna flailed and sprinted forward as her heart pumped in terror.

A lucky bullet whizzed through the air and caught her on the left thigh. Druuna squealed in pain and stumbled forward onto a patch of seaweed. Druuna struggled fruitlessly to lift herself up, to crawl or walk forward more, but she was exhausted and her legs wouldn’t respond. She could only whimper in fear as the men walked down the beach and towards her with their guns pointed directly at her.

When the three men got to her they each stared for a while, before one of them broke the silence:

“Daaaammmnnn, That’s a fine ass. This the one you jackasses lost earlier?”
Another of the men, sounding indignant responded “What do you mean lost?! She right here, ain’t she?”
“Whatever man. I’m too happy to give a shit. We’re going to be so rich once we sell this bitch! Hey what the- oh shit she’s bleeding! Hey bones! Go get the med kit from the boat. She’s not worth nearly as much dead.”
A rougher voice responded “What do you mean sell her? She looks like she could be a lot of fun. Screw money, there are better things in life.”
“Fine, fine. We have our fun, THEN we sell her. How about that?”
The rough voice, coming from a bulky man Druuna couldn‘t see in the darkness grabbed her by her neck and **** her to sit up “Sounds good to me. Mickey, give me that rope. Hey sweetheart, get on your knees and don’t move or it’ll just be that much harder on you.”
Druuna, unable to fight back, sat on her knees as the men tied her wrists and ankles together. Once she was tied up, they carried her body to their boat and threw her into a small room for the night.