Shattered!

"I got here in time," you choke out, hands trembling. "I got here in time," you repeat.

The black-clad man's lips are tickled with a menacing smile. "Too late," he sneers.

You hold up the hour glass, heart beating wildly. "I got here before the sand ran out," you protest. "I got here in time!"

The evil villain raises his eyebrows and looks over at the hour glass. With that one look, the hour glass shatters and becomes a heap of broken glass on the floor.

"You think I play by my own rules?" the villain laughs. "You thought wrong."

The End

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