"Okay, great."  Amy felt as though she was being terribly violent and awful, but it looked as though she wasn't going to have much choice.  And these men and beastmen were slavers, anyway, so she couldn't let herself feel guilty.<br/><br/>"Jenn pretends to be sick -- something really contagious, so they'll want to isolate her to keep us all from getting sick.  They open the door, send probably just one guy inside... wait, maybe they'll try to make her come out.  Act really sick, like you can't even walk.  Then they'll have to come in.  What have we got for weapons?  Clubs, rocks, ropes, anything.  All we need is enough of a head start and we can do this.  Any other ideas, anyone?" she asked, realizing that they'd be better able to spot flaws in her plan, since they had some clue what was going on.