Beast hands Reese and me each a single sheet of paper, and my eyes run down the seven items on the list. Most of them are fairly easy.

Have a thumb war with a cop.

Prove a well-known mathematical theorem on a chalkboard.

Obtain a coin of any denomination from 1998.

Locate ten things that are red.

Take a selfie with one of the deans.

The final two tasks on the list are a little tougher.

Get a pic while wearing an official Fighting Boars Football jersey from a member of the starting lineup for today’s game.

I’ll have to either find a player somewhere around here—not necessarily a challenge on its own—then ask them to, what, borrow their jersey for a minute? It’s either that or sneak into the locker room. I’m not sure any giant jocks will be amenable to some dude asking for their shirt, so option two might be the best shot.

And the final task: Get a picture of Begonia in a dress. I’m not sure how easy it will be to dress a pig, but it can’t be too hard, right? I just have to find a dress . . .

No time for dwelling.

Jude does his countdown and then we’re off. I run after Reese into the quad, but within moments she’s disappeared into the crowd.

Might as well get the easy stuff out of the way. I find campus security first, monitoring the perimeter. There’s a man and woman combo and I convince her to take the video with my phone while her partner and I engage in a thumb war.

I find a member of the track team working one of the booths, and they let me rifle through their money box until I find a coin from 1998 and switch it out with one of mine from my pocket.

While I’m there, the dean of liberal arts shows up and we take a selfie.

All the while, I take pictures of anything and everything red. Someone’s shirt, a woman in red sunglasses, the fire hydrant, and a cowboy with a red handkerchief around his neck.

At one point I spot Reese across the quad with the same cops I talked to before. Annabel is with her, taking the video.

Why is my sister helping my opponent?

I shake off the thread of annoyance. Focus. Once I’ve gotten my ten red objects, it’s time to get down to the more difficult tasks.

I’m not the best at math, but I bet I can find a theorem already written up in the math building.

On the way in, I run into Reese and Annabel on their way out.

“Hello, brother dear. Running behind, are we?”

“Hardly.” I race past them and almost immediately spot a whiteboard with a formula on it. Doesn’t look simple to me, but it will have to do.

Within a minute, I’m heading back out the door.

Annabel and Reese are still hovering by the entrance.

Annabel is talking. Naturally. Bossing Reese around, more like.