Sinead's plan was very simple. Set up a snare that would sense pressure and hang him by his feet, and get him to say anything on video in exchange for freedom. Today was going to be the best day of her life.

As Sinead headed down to the tree Hamilton does push-ups under and started setting up the snare when who should walk by, Hamilton Holt. She quickly shoved the snare behind the tree and leaned against it as if she had been there for hours.

"What are you up to?" asked Hamilton as he approached her.

"Nothing."

"Then what are you doing at my tree?"

"Your tree? Did you help Amy pick the trees and plant them?"

"No."

"So how is it your tree then?"

Hamilton walked away with no reply.

"That's what I thought." Sinead mumbled under her breath.

She reached behind the tree, grabbed the snare, and started to set it up. After it was set up, she climbed into the tree and waited. After about 20 minutes, Hamilton finally showed up. He stepped just where she had predicted, and was instantly hanging from the tree.

"What the heck is this!" he screamed.

Sinead jumped down from the tree and landed right next to his face. "Revenge."

"Sinead Starling, if you don't get me out of this whatever-it-is I swear I'll…."

"What? Call for help? This trap is Hamilton Holt proof."

"What do you want?"

Sinead toke her video recorder out of her pocket. "Say Ekatrinas are better than Tomas and I'll let you down."

"In your dreams."

"You mean in your dreams when you're sleeping here tonight."

"Your going to record it aren't you?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Fine. Ekatrinas are better than Tomas. Happy now?"

"Very." She pushed the stop recording button and shoved her video recorder back in her pocket. Then she reached up and pushed the release button on the band that was holding onto his ankle. He feel to the ground with a thump.

"Oww," Said Hamilton as he rubbed the top of his head, "next time put something under it so I don't get a concussion or something..."he mumbled as he walked away.

"I love the things I come up with." Said Sinead as she sat down under the tree to watch the video.

After she watched it about twelve times, she shoved the recorder back in her pocket and watched the sun set. All of the sudden two hands from behind the tree covered her nose and mouth with a rag. "Chloroform," she thought. And everything went dark.