February 12, 2022
A whole piece of grapefruit lay on a table. Four hungry soldiers surrounded it, their stomach’s growling and their eyes darting back and forth. They’d all arrived at the same instant.
“The proper thing to do would be to split it four ways!” Said one of the men.
“I haven’t eaten in 12 days, it’s likely that I will die if I don’t have it for myself.” Whispered another.
“We’re brothers here! Not enemies!” Shouted the third man.
"I say may the strongest man win," began the fourth, as he suddenly leapt forwards through the air.
The house of pain was all alone on a beach somewhere in France. No one heard the fighting that ensued. The sounds of the waves crashing on the beach, the wind through the tree and the birds crying in the air balanced out the soldiers fighting quite nicely.