25min Timer Novels & Stories

The buttons were located on top of the device, each labeled with a number. "So, you press this button to activate the device, and when the timer runs out, the device will automatically shut off, right?" I asked, remembering what I had previously heard on this from Na Ri. "Yes, and if you keep pressing the button once every thirty seconds, the device will stay active, so it won't run out of battery," Minseok explained, taking the device and holding it up to my wrist. He pressed the number 1 button on the side. A small LED light on the device lit, indicating that the device was now activated.

“But listen to me—whatever answer I give doesn’t change what we are now.” The timer appeared. 00:30 00:29

It was quiet all the while, and the LED screen simply began counting after we drank the liquid. 9 minutes, 59 seconds.

Elara’s POV The moment Ruin said the words about the timer, every sound around me seemed to fade. The guard beside me stared at the radio as if he hoped the device would suddenly correct itself. “What kind of timer?” he asked into the receiver. The answer came after a short pause. “Industrial explosives,” Ruin said. “The wiring runs along the support beams and the center floor.” My pulse hammered in my ears. “How much time?” the guard asked. Another pause followed. “Ten minutes,” Ruin replied.

The second hand swept forward. One minute left.

So, he got to work trying to cancel the explosion while the numbers on the indicator kept changing 55 seconds……….. 54 seconds…………. 53seconds …

Elliot swallowed. “The countdown has already started.” Silence crashed inside the tunnel. Then his tablet displayed a large red timer. 29:58 29:57 29:56 Nathan stared. “Oh, that’s fantastic.” There was a pause. “We’re being murdered by a stopwatch.” No one reacted. Because thirty minutes wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough. Then Dr. Laurent suddenly laughed softly. Everyone turned toward him immediately. “You think this is funny?” Adrian asked. His voice came out cold enough to freeze steel.

He raised his voice toward the compound. "We're guards from Base K1. We've run into trouble. Could you help us out?" "Fifty-nine seconds!" The reply was nothing but a cold countdown. "Wait, please! We really need help!" one of them called out, desperate. "Fifty-eight seconds!" "You can't be serious! We put our lives on the line for people like you!" a younger soldier shouted angrily, his voice cracking. "Thirty seconds!" The timer suddenly dropped, cutting their chances in half.

Twenty minutes. Enough time.

The man leaned forward slightly. His finger hovered above a single key on his keyboard. A small timer blinked on the screen beside him. Five seconds. Four seconds. Three seconds. The man whispered quietly to himself. “Let’s see how fast you can run.” Then he pressed the key.