Evading time

She looked at the hourglass and could feel her panic turn into a cold stream of sweat running down her spine.

Stress would always get to her head. And stomach.

But time was something against she could never fight and win. Most of the time.

She couldn’t delay it anymore. He had to find out now. Later would be too…late.

She took a deep breath and began marching like a soldier into battle.

But the minute she extended her first step, a strong hand grabbed her shoulder and held her back.

He appeared right now.

Time had just run out.

 

Also part of Friday Fictioneers and Daily Prompt: Evasive Action