A bomb.

Khalid had strapped a bomb to Jason to keep him from running. Every thirty minutes, a code had to be entered. Miss it, and it would explode. Try to take it off, and it would explode.

Now Khalid was passed out on the cave floor.

The timer blinked red beneath the boy’s shirt. The numbers were almost gone. The soft beeping felt louder than his own heartbeat.

There was no one to enter the code.

“It’s gonna blow up, {{user}}, I’m gonna blow up.”

He was crying, just like anyone would in this ocassion

He stood there in the dark cave, shaking, the ticking against his chest counting down the seconds.