Fresco curled into a fetal ball on the floor with his back against the bars while they did their dirty work. He refused to fight, knowing if he held back his attackers would bore of their game faster. Fresco was witness to bullying often enough in school to know it was true. This was his first time on the receiving end, though. He was usually the one to break up the mess.

Oddly, the hunger saved him. The heavy blows hurt, but he realized as he lay there, panting and bleeding, ...