The timer started, a slight mistake, but nothing she hadn’t handled before.
She looked at the wires and the device they were connected to, the next choice crucial.
Sweat started to bead slightly on her forehead, as the red numbers flicked downward.
She selected the wire to cut.
You can do this.
I have written this for Sacha Black‘s writespiration challenge, to write no more or no less than 52 words each week with the prompt given. This weeks prompt was…The timer started.