Clock: Against The

"I'm in," he panted, pulling the grate closed just as the vault door slammed shut behind him, triggered by the security override.

"Don't guess," Sarah warned. "If you trip the secondary, the gas vents." Against the Clock

"Nice timing," Sarah exhaled. "But don't get comfortable. The roof extraction leaves in ninety seconds." "I'm in," he panted, pulling the grate closed

"I know," Elias muttered, squinting through his loupe. "The sequence changed. They added a redundant loop." "But don't get comfortable

"Elias, talk to me," Sarah’s voice crackled in his earpiece. "The elevator just hit the lobby. You’ve got less than a minute before they cycle the power and lock you in that tomb forever."

He didn't clip the next wire. Instead, he jammed his screwdriver into the cooling fan of the processor. The fan groaned, stalled, and the entire board short-circuited. For a terrifying second, the timer froze at , then the heavy bolts inside the door slid back with a sound like a falling mountain.