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"
Watch
the
doors
,
don
’
t
want
nobody
breakin
’
this
up
!
I
got
ten
bucks
on
the
big
one
!
"
Followed
immediately
by
,
"
Twenty
on
the
scrawny
guy
!
"
Hey
,
that
’
s
me
!
I
thought
as
I
dodged
another
punch
.
Then
someone
else
cried
out
,
"
Where
’
s
my
fried
shrimp
?
I
lost
my
fried
shrimp
!
"
The
wilder
the
crowd
grew
,
the
more
effort
he
put
behind
his
punches
and
the
easier
they
were
to
avoid
.
Ferrell
had
a
saying
:
"
Break
down
every
second
.
"
The
first
time
I
heard
it
,
I
didn
’
t
understand
what
it
meant
.
A
second
was
a
second
.
There
wasn
’
t
anything
to
stretch
or
break
down
.
But
it
turns
out
that
you
can
carve
the
perception
of
time
into
finer
and
finer
pieces
.
If
you
flipped
a
switch
in
the
back
of
your
brain
,
you
could
watch
a
second
go
by
like
frames
in
a
movie
.
Once
you
figure
out
what
would
be
happening
ten
frames
later
,
you
could
take
whatever
steps
you
needed
to
turn
the
situation
to
your
advantage
.
All
at
a
subconscious
level
.
In
battle
,
you
couldn
’
t
count
on
anyone
who
didn
’
t
understand
how
to
break
down
time
.
Evading
his
attacks
was
easy
.
But
I
didn
’
t
want
to
trip
any
more
unnecessary
flags
than
I
already
had
.
I
’
d
gone
to
a
lot
of
trouble
to
shift
my
schedule
,
but
if
I
kept
this
up
the
17th
would
be
in
the
cafeteria
soon
.
I
needed
to
bring
this
diversion
to
a
close
before
they
showed
up
.
I
decided
that
taking
one
of
his
punches
would
waste
the
least
amount
of
time
.
What
I
didn
’
t
count
on
was
Rachel
stepping
in
to
try
to
stop
him
.
She
altered
the
course
of
his
right
punch
just
enough
to
change
the
hit
that
was
supposed
to
glance
off
my
cheek
into
one
that
landed
square
on
my
chin
.
A
wave
of
heat
spread
from
my
teeth
to
the
back
of
my
nose
.
The
dishes
on
my
tray
danced
through
the
air
.
And
there
was
Rita
at
the
edge
of
my
field
of
vision
,
leaving
the
cafeteria
.
I
would
make
this
pain
a
lesson
for
next
time
.
I
lost
consciousness
and
wandered
through
muddy
sleep
…
When
I
came
to
,
I
found
myself
laid
out
across
several
pipe
chairs
pushed
together
into
a
makeshift
bed
.
Something
damp
was
on
my
head
-
a
woman
’
s
handkerchief
.
A
faint
citrus
smell
hung
in
the
air
.
"
Are
you
awake
?
"
