You roar out your challenge with a switch blade grin. Great Alarm bring it on I challenge you. The doors to the pool hall smash open and a stuttering machine comes to the table. Stinking like a burning tire. This being tells you it's the earthly avatar of the Great Alarm and its on no backing out now. You know the stakes are high. Under the clock arms of the Great Alarm, life is harsh and it can only be so very much worse if it wins. Worse for all people and kittens. The game goes on for 25 hours. They have to keep replacing tables from the damage of the furious play. You have experienced every pain and discomfort magnified by the Alarms powers. You sucked down thirty dollars worth of coffee and have no eaten or pissed. But in the end you eight ball in the stated pocket and the Alarm loses. You want to set everyone free with your win but you know that can never happen. Instead, you make the Alarm let you encode your own life space rather than play out one of it's templates. Things are going to be different now.