...I HAVE RUN STRAIGHT INTO THE SPORTING GOODS SECTION. GIGANTIC, ATHLETIC BLONDE MEN WITHOUT NECKS ARE CHARGING TOWARD ME LIKE A NORDIC ARMY, MADE NO LESS INTIMIDATING BY THE FACT THAT MOST OF THEM HAVE ONLY ONE ARM, AND A FEW HAVE NO LEGS. THEY ARE CLOSING IN FROM ALL SIDES, GRUNTING AND GROWLING, AND I CAN HEAR THE OUTRAGED ROAR OF THE REST OF THE CROWD RUSHING IN BEHIND THEM. I AM SURROUNDED, BUT...