[ WP ] You are on Wikipedia and run across your name . You click the link and see that your time of death is listed as two hours from now

There was no time, the clock filling my silent room with an annoying ticking noise. I could n't concentrate with the due date for my history essay getting closer with each passing second. I stared at my computer screen hoping for a flash of inspiration, the blank white document shining in my eyes. I took a sip out of my favorite drink, milk. Sighing, I give in to my plagiaristic instincts and went on Wikipedia to find the page I needed. 
 
 I found the article on Justinian I, the Byzantine emperor. I copied and pasted the whole page onto my essay and printed it. As my printer slowly spewed out my essay, I took my phone and clicked onto the disambiguation page and noticed that my name, Justin Smith, was listed. Curiously enough as I browsed through the page, it described my entire life up to now flawlessly. It was a perfect biography. 
 
 I scrolled all the way down to the long page only to see my time of death. It ominously read July 27th, 2017 at 00:00. 
 
 `` No....'' I whispered. I dropped my phone and the printed history essay. 
 
 I glanced towards my classic watch. It was July 26th and midnight was nearing. I had two hours left before my death. Quickly, I focused on my computer frantically trying to see what information I may glean from the page. Alas, as soon as my gaze rested upon the screen, a power outage occurred. 
 
 `` Hey Dad? You there? Is the power out for the whole city?'' I shouted from my chair. 
 
 My sole reply was the dreadful ticking noise. In the darkness, I weighed my options. It was too dark to check my watch and I had no idea where my phone was in the pitch black. I felt that fifteen minutes had passed but I was not certain. I threw my watch against the wall, rage welling up inside of me. The watch settled on my bed. I walked over to pick it up, only to find my phone resting underneath my bedsheets. 
 
 `` Urgh... Idiot!'' I said under my breath as my fist slammed against my bed. 
 
 With my death looming over every second, I panicked. Rushing to the door, hands shaking, I turned the knob only to find it locked from the outside. I was trapped in my room. I saw a dark shadow from outside my window. 
 
 Suddenly, all the glass in my room started shaking. I stared at my glass of milk violently clattering on the floor. All of the glass simultaneously shattered and wind rushed through my window. 
 
 I took a step back and told myself, `` Calm down Justin. There is still an hour left.'' 
 
 I took out my phone and messaged everyone in my contacts that all the glass in my room broke and there may be someone outside. With no replies, I called the cops. That is until no one picked up. I decided that my best option was to run outside to my bike and try to ride to the police station a few streets away. 
 
 I ran out my window only to bump into a hooded figure outside. I could n't make out a face. The streeplamp showing only a silhouette of a weapon in his outstretched, gloved hand. 
 
 `` Wh- wh- who are you? What do you want?'' I cried. 
 
 The hooded figure rasped, `` Your life.'' 
 
 I laughed at the realization that there was no escape. Until the flash of inspiration I was waiting all night for came to me. That is until I felt severe pain in my heart. I could n't breathe. My lungs were choking and I coughed out blood. 
 
 `` So the time has come.'' I said with my last few breaths. 
 
 The figure slowly faded and simply replied, `` Your last 50 minutes will be of dying on this sidewalk slowly.'' 
 
 I shakily took out my phone with one hand. I clicked the edit button. My vision was failing and everything was blurry. I fell to my side with my phone making a cracking noise on the sidewalk. I changed my time of death with my last bits of strength. Everything faded to darkness. I awoke the next day in the hospital. 
 
 `` How are you feeling? You had a violent fit last night.'' The doctor said smiling. 
 
 `` Ph- phone.'' I managed to say. 
 
 The doctor handed it to me. I checked the page only to find everything there previous to my encounter blank. All that was left was two paragraphs. I read silently: Justin Smith died at the age of 16 on July 27th, 2017 at 20:00. The clock on my phone read 7:59 pm as the battery died. 
 
 The doctor smiled at me while putting on a plastic glove. 
 
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