Here is one of my more minimalist unfinished sentences and some responses it elicited in April 1993:
Three minutes from now...
...the daydreaming continues. (Michael M.)
...a man I've never met will suddenly give me flowers, and in five minutes, we'll be married. (Kristen H.)
...yet another techno band will release its new "hit" song. (Tim C.)
...the synapses in my brain will all fire at once, causing my head to explode all over these stairs. (Cathy N.)
