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His grandson stared at me with owl eyes; I winked at hi under that poncho?"

I had a sleeve filled with vines If I weren’t so ihed "You could say that"

As we passed more cells, injured ed the unconscious Fro to mock these prisoners

Behind us, those two Skins swept up the corridor,space; all the Shirts see disgrace"

Another shot, and another Those guards murdered the unconscious, the injured, the slow

I shuffled along with the herd of prisoners until we eed onto what had once been a football field Now a pasture With real grass

I swept aze around the interior of the coliseu the rows like terraced gardens How??? I cranedto see priceless sunlamps, but I spied none Maybe this settle theure it out later Once I went back in time, we could sic Jack’s Azey ared white hats, and relieve Sol of his sunlaainst e stage, decorated with swaths of purple cloth Purple banners with gold lettering--Latin words?--hung from posts

The movie Gladiator called Wants its props back

What had to be a thousand shirtless e They were drinking and raising hell, singing along to the music All of them ell-fed and muscular, their skin scarred but uncommonly tan How many sunlamps did this faction control?

As we reet, then wetter still, until lanced down: I was ankle-deepin blood

Frouards--soed in a line Like the home team from its locker room

I blinked in disbelief as they neared They wereBagmen Hundreds of the us Yet they didn’t attack, just stood idly at the edges Why were they not wailing, trying to bite us? Who--or what--was controlling them?

With a terrified yell, one prisoner turned and sprinted back toward the corridor Two Bagth and speed than I’d ever seen in the sounds put everyone on edge

The stadiu transitioned into "Seven Nation Army"