Chapters 3

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"Conflict Phase!" Sam exclaimed. "How in Bombboblia did I get here? How am I going to get back?"
Sam looked around. He saw bellybobs from all over Bombboblia fighting. He notice the Bobgyptians fighting against their usual opponents, the Bobylians.
An arrow hit the sand next to him. Sam scrambled into ana abandoned foxhole. He peeked over the sandbags and scanned the area.
He saw the Bobgyptians fighting nastily against the Bobylians. The youthful Bob watched three Bobgyptians go down in a sweeping blow of two Bobylians. Later, he saw a Bobylian or two go down before the Bobgyptian charioteers.
"I am not supposed to be seeing this," Sam cried, covering his eyes, "I am not even supposed to be here."
Sam Joven soon lost track of time and watched what was going on around him.
"Wow," Sam said aloud, "War is awful."
He decided it would be a good idea to get out as soon as possible. He stood up and brushed his coat. He felt sore all over his body. He moved around to get his bearings. Of a certainty, he was somewhere near the border of Conflict Phase and Modern Phase. In the area he saw large ships with large flat boards where flying machines could land on top of them. It was definitely strange and fascinating to look at but Sam wanted to get back to Bingland as soon as possible.

He raced after a driverless chariot

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He raced after a driverless chariot. He approached a deserted futuristic military jeep which exploded sending him running. He deflected stray arrrows using an abandoned shield as he walked across the battlefield. He ducked or dodged everytime he heard a cannon ball whistling by or a scream of a falling bomb. Nearly everytime he get near something it would either drive off or explode. Sam was becoming desperate to find something to take him to Bingland.

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