"Oh, crap. Oh, shit. What did I do? Why is it beeping?" You enter panic mode as the transposer starts to beep. Once, then once more, then shorter and shorter gaps between the beeps until it's every second. Ten seconds left.
You don't know whether to toss it like a grenade about to explode or hold onto it for dear life, but all you know is something unforeseen is about to happen in eight seconds. "I wish I thought this through a bit harder!"
Your giant heart beats and bruises your ribcage with each sledgehammering thump as the timer counts down to the five second mark. It's now when you start looking around for somewhere to hide, something to protect yourself with against the consequences of playing with things you don't understand.
Three seconds left. You juggle the device from left hand to right and back around again and again in almost cartoonish fashion. The huge hulking man is afraid of a tiny machine that could fit in his pocket, assuming he had the pants to fit him.
Naked and honestly afraid, you stand there in the lab as the timer screams at the final second. It begins making a charging noise, like it's sucking energy in for some reason. "Oh no!"
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