Limbs don't like kids

You wait. This room is so clean, you observe. You don't wonder about why it's so clean, you just stand there, watching the timer go down. 52, 51, 50... Time passes. You know exactly how much. It has been 41 seconds. The time says "9, 8, 7..." until it hits a big, red zero. You hear a loud noise that rings your ears and echoes in your head. You blackout. Who knows if you will wake up?

You have 1 choice: