" They often go around with lists, knocking only on those doors where they know theres a big haul to be made. They frequently offer a bounty, so much per head. Its like the slave hunts of the olden days… I feel wicked sleeping in a warm bed, while somewhere out there my dearest friends are dropping from exhaustion or being knocked to the ground. I get frightened myself when I think of close friends who are now at the mercy of the cruelest monsters ever to stalk the earth. "