[ Squall was counting down in his head. Ten. nine. eight. It was getting to be too much. What if they couldn't handle that length of time?
Seven. Six. Five.
Clutching onto his D-T even tighter.
Four. Thee. Two,
This was it!
ONE! SHUTS DOWN EVERYTHINGGGGG (like madagascar ) He gripped onto the Device he was given, the eliminator and pressed the button as quickly as he could. His heart was pounding. and he was staring at the field. C'mon c'mon. This piece of junk better work! ]
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Seven. Six. Five.
Clutching onto his D-T even tighter.
Four. Thee. Two,
This was it!
ONE! SHUTS DOWN EVERYTHINGGGGG (
like madagascar) He gripped onto the Device he was given, the eliminator and pressed the button as quickly as he could. His heart was pounding. and he was staring at the field. C'mon c'mon. This piece of junk better work! ]