He said he will be back in 60 minutes. That’s when your game is over, and his “game” starts. He even started a timer to torment you. As you watch the last hour of your life (as you know it) slowly tick away, your mind races as you ponder all of the horrifying things about to happen at the hands of this… person; this… monster. How are you are going to spend the time you have left? You can cry. You can pray. You can write a goodbye letter. You can scream for help. Or you can ESCAPE.