Gunfight at Upper Boys Camp Field

So this weekend the site manager's son Tommy Kern had some friends over and they had spent the afternoon running around engaging in a lengthy cycle of spraying airsoft pellets at each other and pausing behind cover for the arduous reloading process. My roommate Phillip and I were walking by and immediately came under heavy fire from the guns of the renegade children, and had to make a rapid tactical retreat to our cabin, as we ran screaming back to the porch of Riptide, we noticed that a whole bunch of student volunteers were standing around gawking at something, and we halted, panting heavily and stared out across the field toward the High Ropes course to find a bison grazing. Not wanting to spook the beast we took a moment to caution children and college students alike from approaching much closer, and it was then that Tommy's mother, Holly Kern, arrived on the scene. Clad in her foul weather gear and a beanie, and with both hands in her front jacket pockets, she strode up quietly and stepped into the circle of her son, his three friends, and myself. I didn't take note of the fact that she wasn't saying much or even that she wore a pair of yellow safety glasses, but drew forth her hands and revealed her twin airsoft pistols, her murderous intent became explicitly obvious. I ducked and ran for cover, knowing that a duel of stunning ferocity was about to ensue, and I was not to be disappointed, for within moments, the sounds and screams of a pitched airsoft skirmish filled the air.