A small box pops up in front of you. It is 6 inches x 6 inches x 6 inches in size, black in color with a small red button on top. A synthesized female voice from within the box starts counting down from 10.
Do you press the red button before the countdown runs out?
Only if there’s a sign telling me not to.
That would be a “no” vote, then.
I’ve made wrong choices in life before. What’s one more?
Posting without reading any replies:
I’m pressing the button. Hell, I don’t have many regrets, and what’s the worst that could happen?
I’ve seen Lost. I’d keep pressing it until I can get some other sucker to take over the job.
That button is so pressed.
Hell no. I’m running as far away as I can before the countdown finishes.
I’m with manson1972. Leaving the area with all due haste seems prudent.
By the way: Would any of you change your vote if it was a white box with a green button?
I voted yes, but I meant to vote no. I got tricked by the order of the responses.
Who the hell wants to push a green button?
I voted yes, I figure if someone wanted to do something bad, they could just do it without the button, since ‘hurting someone’ and ‘hurting someone, but only if they press an unlabeled button when it appears near them’ are equally bad from a moral/ethical perspective. Since the only way the button does something bad is if the person is both hostile and has a really specific bit of insanity going on, I think that odds are in my favor what whatever the button does is beneficial or interesting.
Can he withstand the temptation to push the button that even now beckons him ever closer? Will he succumb to the maddening urge to eradicate history at the mere push of a single button? The beautiful, shiny button! The jolly, candy-like button! Will he hold out, folks? Can he hold out?
No–unless the button says, “That was easy.”
BTW, for a small price, I can install this little blue button to get you down.
No, and I’m running as fast as I can.
I thought if I push the blue button—the story ends, I wake up in my bed and believe whatever I want to believe.
^ Are you deliberately being a pill? 
No. My sense of “fuck it, let’s see what happens” is colorblind.
Reminds me of the bell and little hammer that is discovered in Charn in C.S. Lewis’ “The Magician’s Nephew.”
There was no time element, just the poem on the stand holding the bell:
Make your choice, adventurous Stranger,
Strike the bell and bide the danger,
Or wonder, till it drives you mad,
What would have followed if you had.