A map of his entire town appeared. Overlaid on the high school, the mall, and the water tower, were classic BTD elements. The river was a track. The football field was a “spike factory zone.” And drifting from the county line were three of those black, silver-eyed bloons.

[CHAT] Churchill: "Tower retired. Operator retained. Next breach: the public library. Bring caffeine. And don't use the bomb shooter near the microfiche."

The blimp shuddered. The anxiety cracked. And then, like a thousand days of detention evaporating, it rained harmless, colorful confetti over the football field. The next day, the “BTD Unblocked” site was a 404 error. The library computers were back to normal. Jake Morrison was himself again, though he complained of a weird headache.

But today, the UI glitched.