Jennifer was relieved when the man before her led her straight to the others she had seen at the table earlier. When, however she saw the group consisted of twelve armed men the relief was washed away by worry and she realised that a plan would be a very good thing.

Hiding behind a tree she watched in fear as the men armed themselves with an array of weapons including crossbows, bows and arrows, knives, spears and guns. She had never seen a group carrying such a mis-match of weapons and questioned if they were all from the same planet. The only bright side to the situation was that none of them had the face markings associated with the Bola-Kai. She could not make out what was being said, but judging from their cold, distant looks it was not good. Finally, content that they were armed sufficiently they headed out.

Ensuring she kept her distance she continued to follow the men deeper into the wooded area. Every so often desperately trying her radio to no avail.

After an hour of following the man and questioning her sanity the group before her slowed and broke apart, seemingly taking up strategic positions. The men became so spread apart, Jennifer was sure she could walk between them unnoticed. When the men came to a complete stop and pulled out their weaponry she decided it was time to test her hypothesis and edged forward, dissecting two of the men, using the vegetation to shield her as much as possible. As she neared the men she strained to see what they were looking at or for. It was then she saw something that she was not expecting.

"Kiryk" She exclaimed before her brain told her mouth to clamp shut. Realising she had already drawn most peoples attention she shouted. "It's an ambush run."

Kiryk glanced towards Jennifer as he touched his forearm and disappeared. Jennifer sighed with relief until she realised that big, armed and extremely angry looking men were closing in on her.

"Oh boy." She exclaimed to no one in particular as she set off as fast as she could. The men in pursuit behind her giving her legs all the motivation they needed. Unfortunately her motivated legs were no match for the longer legs belonging to her chasers and the ground between her and her pursuers was getting less and less. She became acutely aware of their ever-increasing closeness, hearing their footsteps then their breathing. She knew it was important to stay focused on what was in front of her, not what was behind. Yet knowing she should not look back did not help fight the temptation she felt, caused by hearing the noises generated by her pursuers. However, the closer they got, the louder the noises became the more temptation grew, until she was as helpless as Orpheus and turned her head.

She was surprised to see only three men. Three big men, but still only three. Her relief was short lived however as she learnt why you should never look back when you are being chased, or rather why you should always look where you are going. Her foot caught on an unseen obstacle. She cried out in surprise then in pain as her foot remained caught but the rest of her body was carried onwards by her momentum. Her leg twisted and was yanked painfully as she went flying forwards towards the ground. As she did so her head smashed into something hard and solid on the ground and she blacked out.