
The 2nd game, Search Brigade, was something I had never played before, but out of the group of ~20 people, 3 were made Brigadiers, aka searchers, and the rest were Fugitives. We were all given walkie-talkies (the fugitives and searchers were on different bandwiths) to coordinate cornerings. The Fugitives were to hide in the park, and every time one was caught by a Brigadier, they also became a Brigadier. I volunteered to be a searcher, which was really fun, because I'd much rather chase than be chased. And chase I did. I'm proud to say I caught 3 people on my own, plus an awesome 3-way assist catch between myself, Derek and another Brigadier. So the game comes to conclusion when only one fugitive is left, he/she must survive 5 minutes without getting caught, and they win. Our last man standing was actually very sly, inconspicuously lounging in the grass with the other park-goers. Derek spotted him, however, and this crazy chase began. Me and another Brigadier were hot on his tail, and had him cornered in a basketball court, but he scaled a NINE-FOOT fence in like 35 seconds and survived. Insane. Below is our Search Brigade crew, CW from top: Derek, Laura, Michelle, Jiasi (pronounced Jesse), and me.
The funny thing was that Jiasi was still an un-caught fugitive, but either her walkie-talkie died or she was out of range, because she never heard the end of the game and was sitting in her bush for a good 10 or 15 minutes after the game ended, sorry Jiasi. Needless to say, she didn't like this game very much.
Afterwards, tired, hot and sticky as can be from all the running and sweating, we decided it was food time. Where to? White Castle we decided. But first we blazed up and danced around with giant bags of weed, of course. A full meal under $5, the cost and taste of McDonald's, but I'm glad we knocked that off our list of places to eat.
I feel like Nick Gilder's song never applied more than today, to our entire group:
Hot child in the city
Runnin' wild and lookin' [sweaty],
So young to be loose and on [their] own,
When [they] go downtown, [they] walk like [they] just don't care, care

Hot child in the city
I love you New York!
OMG I totally forgot, I met Dwayne Johnson, aka The Rock!
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