OK, let’s talk tactics. We need a team to be on offense, a team on defence, and a team of floaters to release players from jail.” The man delivering this strategic address has somehow become our de facto leader – I suspect because he has a Rocky-style bandana tied around his forehead. Well, that and a sombre, steely-eyed determination reminiscent of an army general straight out of War and Peace. I quickly volunteer for the role of “floater”; it sounds low stakes, low reward. Just the way I like it.
We’re currently engaged in a “friendly” bout of capture the flag, a game I haven’t played since childhood. There’s not a child in sight here, though – just a bunch of grown adults huddled in a forest glade. As has quickly become apparent, some people are taking it far more seriously than others. One woman on the opposing team appears to be wearing an actual unitard, as if gearing up to compete in a county athletics meet.
