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Druuna laid still in the cart, too fearful of making a sound to move. The three voices are heard searching and looking for her, neglecting to consider that she might be in the cart.

Eventually night fell and the main body of men went back aboard the ship to sleep, while one of the men was left ashore to guard their cargo. Druuna waited until she could hear the gentle breathing of the guard, indicating that he has fallen asleep on watch.

Swallowing hard and preparing to make a run for it, Druuna slowly peeled away the canvas of the cart and silently moved out of her cover. Her joints screeched at her from being unused all day and she had no other choice but to wait for two mind numbingly terrifying moments, unable to move, waiting for her mind to regain control of her helplessly stiff body. Slowly feeling crept back into her cold, stiff joints and she got going.

She spotted her supplies, minus her thong, piled with some other goods next to the gently sleeping guard. Druuna slowly moved over to the items and made ready to grab the supplies and run away from the camp.