“This time, I asked the seniors to personally explain the challenge. I was able to describe the following content. I was notified that there will be an escape handcuffs challenge today. My eyes were blindfolded, a plastic bag was placed over my head, and my hands were cuffed behind my back. You can break the plastic bag yourself by getting the handcuff key and fumbling to open it. But how much can the air in a plastic bag support me? This challenge is really scary and exciting. I am both excited and scared at the same time! Before the official challenge, we practiced three rounds of handcuff removal. One of the purposes is to get used to the feeling of wearing handcuffs and to feel the position of the keyhole of the handcuffs. Another purpose is to test the breathability of the air inside the bag. The results are very promising. The first two times were about 3 minutes, and the third time I stretched it a little longer, about 4 minutes. I’m sure this is enough time to open the door…and the challenge begins! In the first round, the master placed the handcuff key on the corner of the table. Isn’t this too easy? He took a cautious step, turned around, bent down, and touched the corner of the table with his back hand, and found the key. Picking the lock was not difficult for me because I was already familiar with the location of the keyhole. So, I was sealed in the bag and let myself out two minutes later. On the second round, my husband threw the keys on the floor and directed me to go sit down and start watching. Damn it, where’s the key? I must have walked too much, so when I sat down I left my keys beneath me, and even though I scoured the ground nearby, I couldn’t find them. I wasted quite a bit of time here, it took me two minutes to find the key, and my hands were shaking when I opened the lock, but I still managed to complete the challenge. After all, oxygen seems to be used up faster when exercising, so I can’t expect to last the four minutes or so that I can when I’m hot… Then came the final and most challenging round. At this time, I was very excited, mixed with anticipation and nervousness! The hope is that the owner put the key somewhere, but the nervousness is that he may not be able to find the key at all and be unable to rescue himself from the abyss. Just when I was at a loss, the final round of competition began. The owner immediately instructed me: the key was on the railing of the stairs. picture? Why put the key on such a railing? I was watching this railing before the race. Smooth and flat, the slope is steep and there is no place to put it. I was startled, but quickly recovered and started walking toward the stairs. As time passed, the oxygen in the bag gradually decreased, making it difficult to breathe. I bent down to get the keys on the railing, and struggled to feel my hands being cuffed on my back along the railing step by step. I stood on tiptoes, frantically twisting my hand in a direction that was easier to reach, moving repeatedly on the sloping railing, and finally found the key. However, the key seems to be stuck. I didn’t have much time to think. I tore the lock apart frantically. This series of actions had exhausted most of my strength. The oxygen in the bag was almost exhausted, and it was filled with carbon dioxide, making me miserable. My body could no longer hold up, and I gradually sat down on the ground, leaning against the glass of the railing. Now that we have the key, as long as we work harder, we should be able to unlock the handcuffs and save the person, but where is the keyhole? Ah, the direction of the cuffs has changed this time, and the keyhole is no longer in its original position! I panicked and tried desperately to insert the key into the keyhole of the handcuffs to open it, but I couldn’t get it in or open it! what should I do? I was exhausted and low on oxygen. My chest felt heavy, I was dizzy, my limbs were weak, and…I was desperately trying to get oxygen, but I couldn’t! I couldn’t bear it anymore, I screamed, struggled desperately, and called for help over and over again, but no one came to save me! Although I felt endless pain and despair and cried loudly, I still held on to the last glimmer of hope that someone could come to save me. As a result, I was plunged into darkness…and the next moment I found myself lying on the floor with the bag opened. My heart cannot be calm for a long time. Looking back, I really feel hopeless…desperate, like falling into an endless abyss…”
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