Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A room of doom

I was setting up a device that I knew would cause harm to anyone within some known distance to it. I knew what I was doing. I was testing it for effectiveness. But I had no time to waste. Soon as I set it off, I have exactly 15 minutes to get out of its way by going to a different room.

I set off the timer. It starts to count down.

I start walking calmly away from it, counting the seconds in my head. As I approach a stairwell on my way out the safe door, I start to feel dizzy. I faint counting 2 minutes and 30 seconds. I travel in and out of consciousness, wondering if I am still counting time correctly. Wondering if the device will release the deadly poison that will kill me instantly.

I struggle to get up with thoughts of panic welling up. I see the door, I was still dazed. I pull myself up and move towards it.