COUNTDOWN

Marcus (gritting his teeth): "I’ve neutralized everything, but it’s too late…"

Evelyn (voice over the comms, panicked): "Marcus! You need to leave! The base is going to blow!"

Thomas (yelling): "Marcus, come on! You’ve done your part, we have to get out of here!"

Marcus stares at the flashing warning lights on the console. The countdown timer blinks ominously—**03:58… 03:57…**

Marcus (whispers to himself): "I don’t think I’m getting out of this one."

He turns and looks at the emergency exit. His heart races, but his legs feel heavy, worn from the strain. He hears the shouts of his team in his ear, urging him to move, but his body won’t cooperate. The thought of what comes next—a final explosion that could wipe him out—seems strangely peaceful to him.

Marcus (gritting his teeth, breathing heavily): "I can’t… leave yet…"

Evelyn (frantically): "Marcus, you don’t have time! The whole facility will go up in flames!"

Thomas (his voice breaking): "Don’t be a hero! Get out of there NOW!"

Marc
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