I was about to become a member of a police force. About 50 other members were assembled together outside, lined up in five or six groups. Each group was in a double line with the members facing each other and leaving a path down the middle. It also looked as if most members were carrying large clubs. It soon became clear that before I could be admitted as a member of the force, I was going to have to run a gauntlet down the middle of each group as they beat me. This would be an initiation to see if I could be admitted to the force.

I stood in front of the first group and looked at it more closely. They were all women. At first I thought I might be able to run around behind them, but they told me I would have to run right down the middle. I knew it would be difficult, but I decided to do it. I suddenly took off running right down the middle. As I ran the women began beating me. Some grabbed me and held me. Someone pinched me hard on my leg, causing a piercing pain. Nevertheless I struggled on until I finally made it to the end.

Already badly bruised, I looked up to see that I would next have to run through a group of men. I didn't hesitate, but began running through the men. A large fat man was standing in front, and I jumped over him. I leaped so far that I almost made it to the end, and I was able to continue to the finish before anyone had a chance to grab me or do me much damage. Nevertheless they did manage to get in some blows, and now it was time to start the next run. I was in pretty bad shape and was having doubts that I would be able to make it. The situation looked grim and I was beginning to doubt I was going to become a member of the force.

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