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Time Ran Out

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20 seconds were left on the clock.
“It’s going to blow: RUN!” She yelled. He wasn’t afraid. He knew it wouldn’t blow, but the anticipation started to bother him. Was he wrong? Is it a bomb like she thinks? The timer ran out. He opened the microwave and took out his underdone hot pockets.





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