"I mean, you might as well teach this shovel to read," Dr. Pendanski said, handing a shovel to Zero. Zero dropped his canteen. "It's all you'll ever be good for," Pendanski taunted. "D-I-G. What's that spell?" The Warden and Mr. Sir were also standing nearby.
Zero went over to the Warden and swung the shovel like a baseball bat, into her face, breaking her Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses and knocking her to the ground, unconscious. Everyone oohed and ahhed. Dr. Pendanski and Mr. Sir both drew their guns. "Dig!" Zero answered Dr. Pendanski's question. Dr. Pendanski poured the rest of Zero's canteen on the unconscious Warden.
Zero then started running away from Camp Green Lake, into the desert. Mr. Sir ran after him, with his revolver drawn. The Warden tried to get up, but fell back over. Dr. Pendanski and Mr. Sir helped her onto her feet, and into her car, and drove her back to her cabin. Her face looked even worse than Mr. Sir's. She had two black eyes, and a brooze on her nose. She could not believe what had just happened