Time seemed to slow to a crawl, however, as I felt both of my wrists break and the barbell descended toward my neck. I had no time to react, and I felt the weight crushing my windpipe. I was paralyzed with fear, and all I could do was stare helplessly at the barbell as it descended.
I felt a strange presence in the room, and I knew I was not alone. I heard a sinister laugh that seemed to come from all directions. I felt a chill run down my spine, and I knew I was in danger.
I tried to move, but I was trapped beneath the barbell. I heard a voice whisper in my ear, “You thought you could beat me, but you were wrong. Now you will pay the price for your arrogance.”
Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and I knew that I was dying. I had failed to beat the world record, and I had failed to save myself from the horror that had come to claim me.
I closed my eyes and accepted my fate, knowing that I would never be able to lift the barbell again.