A few children came running from a grassy slope opposite the road. They threw their weapons down into a pile and helped the others move sandbags. Before long an opening was made. When they were done, the Blue Devil children picked up their guns and headed back, but the shaved-head kid called after them, “Don’t go yet. Help us rebuild the fortification in a bit. Also, two of us got injured just now.” “So what? We didn’t break the rules.” “True. But when the game restarts we won’t have even teams. How do we know who wins?” “That’s easy. Mike, you stay on this side. This time you’re with the Red
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Yeah, good description/take on America's candyland.
