There I was, gazing at the bushes. It wasn't cold but I felt a shiver ripple through my bones. My heart pounded harshly as adreniline was pumped into my viens. Each second ticked by painfully slow. I could almost hear the clock as it annoyingly marked each passing moment. Actually, those marks were more like beeps. Yes! That's exactly what it sounded like. A high-pitched annoying clicking noise was exactly what I hear. I could swear it sounded like a count-down. Remeber how I said that in my prison escape everything happened super fast? Well, this time the world seemed to be moving in slow motion. I carefully looked over my shoulder and saw the bomb. There is no feeling more intense than the surge of fear a countdown in red gives you.
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