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In a simple one-room wood cabin, a woman of the indigenous Pentecook tribe creeps past the sleeping bodies of an English farmer and his wife.

She stops briefly by their bed, checking to make sure they're deeply asleep.

Then she keeps moving, silently, toward the cabin's locked door.

Yesterday evening, the Pentecook woman arrived in this English colony asking for shelter.

The farmer and his wife were happy to offer her a blanket by the fire for the night,

but the Pentecook woman had no intention of sleeping.

Thirteen years ago, English colonists captured 400 of the Pentecook and sold them into slavery.

Many families were separated forever, and the Pentecook have never forgotten what the English did. So tonight, it's time for

revenge. The Pentecook woman tiptoes through the darkness, but kicks over a pot that's been

left near the fire. The noise seems deafening in the quiet of the night,

and she freezes, desperately thinking of an excuse to explain why she's up

and creeping around the cabin in the dark.

But the Englishman and his wife don't wake up.

Instead, the farmer only turns over and then resumes snoring.

Hardly daring to breathe, the Pentecook woman hurries to the door.

Slowly, she slides the bolt back and eases the door open, and she peers out. After a moment,

she sees there's movement in the darkness. Three Pentecook warriors emerge from the trees,

their faces chalky in the moonlight, the metal of their sharpened knives glinting beside them.

One pats the woman on her shoulder before slipping past her into the cabin.

She waits and watches by the doorway.

From the other room, there is a thud, a gasp, and then the Englishman, snoring, stops.

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