“Sharpen your blades against the stone...”

A SOON as the command was shouted, eight people who were crawling through the mud rose vigilantly with their right hands firmly clutching sickles. Then they started hitting the sickles against the blades of the hoes, producing sparks. It was a terrifyingly tense scene, as the players were close to one another. It was a performance by the Banten Studio Theater.

They brought a truckload of mud from