I watched it silently, as it lingering in and out. It is now or never. I doubt that I will beat it but I had nowhere to run. And I'd promised them. The heavy footstep draw closer. There is something fragile in my back pocket, I have to protect it even if it means my life. Crack! It seems he notice me somehow. Just the hell this tree branch came from? I move back a few steps. Weapon on my right hand; a very important weapon to determine my victory, I hold it closely to my chest. As the footstep is just a few centimeters away of me, I jump in front of him and bahh! I pop the balloon right on his face as i throw him a small pack of flour that was in my back pocket a second later!