Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
for Purnie's game—but his new Purnie ran laughing and shouting through the forest until he could run he had left it far behind. Safe from the scrutiny of brothers and parents, there was nothing now to stop him from going to the ocean. This was the moment to stop time. the thin-winged bees that hovered over the abundant foliage. "Stop!" He shrieked this command upward toward the dense, low-hanging purple clouds that perennially raced across the treetops, making one wonder His eyes took quick inventory. It was exactly as he knew it would be: the milky-orange stream had become motionless and its minute whirlpools had stopped whirling With everything around him in a state of perfect tableau, Purnie If only the days weren't so short! he thought. There was so much to see and so little time. It seemed that everyone except him had seen care not to brush against it or disturb its interrupted task. When Purnie had stopped time, the bees—like all the other creatures he met—had been arrested in their native activities, and he knew that as soon as he resumed time, everything would pick up where it had left off. off, his pulse quickened in anticipation. Rather than spoil what was clearly going to be a perfect day, he chose to ignore the fact that he had been forbidden to use time-stopping as a convenience for journeying far from home. He chose to ignore the oft-repeated statement that an hour of time-stopping consumed more energy than a week of foot-racing. He chose to ignore the negative maxim that "small children who stop time without an adult being present, may not live to regret it." He chose, instead, to picture the beaming praise of family and friends when they learned of his brave journey. The journey was long, the clock stood still. He stopped long enough to gather some fruit that grew along the path. It would serve as his lunch frozen in a steep glide, preparatory to a beach landing. Purnie had the spot where Purnie now stood. Some distance behind them were eight "Hi there!" Purnie called. When he got no reaction, he remembered that time-stopping, on the inside looking out. For him, the world would continue to be a tableau of mannikins until he resumed time. "Hi there!" he called again interrupted in the least their respective tasks had been performed with continuing sureness. It was time itself that Purnie had stopped, not the world around him. bottoms-up while his legs pawed the air in an effort to hold him in position. He knew it was probably the worst head-stand he had ever done, for he felt weak and dizzy. Already time-stopping had left its The tripon thought Purnie's feat was superb. It stopped munching long Purnie ran from pillar to post, trying to see and do everything at "Hi there, wanna play?" Purnie's invitation got nothing more than "Benson, you'd better tell your men back there to stop gawking at the scenery and get to work. Time is money. I didn't pay for this expedition just to give your flunkies a vacation." The animals stopped so suddenly that Purnie nearly tangled himself in ocean with a three-legged ostrich!" "Good God, man, aren't you human? We've only been on this planet twenty minutes! Naturally they want to look around. They half expected to find wild animals or worse, and here we are surrounded by quaint little creatures that run up to us like we're long-lost brothers. Let the men "Bah! Bunch of damn children." will you get this bug-eyed kangaroo away from me!" Purnie shrieked with He gave up trying to stay with them. Why did they move so fast, anyway? What was the hurry? As he sat down and began eating his lunch, three now!" first two resumed walking. Purnie followed along. When they stopped, Purnie stopped. At first he had been interested in Purnie saw one of the animals hovering around him with a little box. doesn't it?" "Not so fast. Since this little fellow is radioactive, there may be great danger to the crew—" Purnie was tired. First the time-stopping, then this. While this day had brought more fun and excitement than he could have hoped for, Purnie sat up to watch the show. Purnie took in these sounds with perplexed concern. He sensed the "Wait!" He ran over to his half-eaten lunch, picked it up, and ran back and at last Purnie knew that the idea was to get him into the box. The pang in his leg was nothing: Purnie's misery lay in his confusion. again, he involuntarily stopped time. He knew better than to use this power carelessly, but his action now was reflex. In that split second following the sharp sting in his leg, his mind had grasped in all directions to find an acceptable course of action. Finding none, it had ordered the stoppage of time. The scene around him became a tableau once more. The noose hung motionless over his head while the rest of the rope snaked its way in hissing sound whenever Purnie was near. These things told him nothing. explosion, it had jumped four feet into the air before Purnie had stopped time. Now it hung there, its beak stuffed with seaweed and its three legs drawn up into a squatting position. didn't dare use time-stopping to get himself home in nothing flat. His When Purnie started time again, the animal with the noose stood in spot where Purnie had been standing. "All right, you people, what's going on here? Get him in that box. What did you do with him?" The resumption of time meant nothing at all to those on the beach, for to them time had never stopped. The only thing they could be sure of was that at one moment there had been a fuzzy creature hopping around Purnie moved across the top of the rockpile for a last look at his distance to the sand. Purnie fell back onto solid ground, horrified at "I didn't mean it!" Purnie screamed. "I'm sorry! Can't you hear?" He Purnie worked his way down the hill, imploring them to save themselves. "I—I can't move, Captain. My leg, it's.... My God, we're going to drown!" Purnie could wait no longer. The tides were all but covering one of the animals, and soon the others would be in the same plight. Disregarding the consequences, he ordered time to stop. tugged the animal up to the sand. Through blinding tears, Purnie worked a new position. Purnie whimpered in black misery as he surveyed the He instinctively knew that if he lost his senses during a period of time-stopping, events would pick up where they had left off ... without him. For Purnie, this would be death. If he had to lose consciousness, he knew he must first resume time. Step by step he plodded up the little hill, pausing every now and then to consider if this were the moment to start time before it was too late. With his energy fast draining away, he reached the top of the urging time to start. He knew he couldn't persuade it by bits and pieces, first slowly then full ahead. Time either progressed or it didn't. He Purnie as sounds came from the animal. "What's the matter with me? Somebody tell me! Am I nuts? Miles! Schick! they're petrified. The whole bunch of us couldn't lift one. It would Purnie opened his eyes as consciousness returned. Had his friends gone? As Purnie lay gathering strength for the long trek home, he saw through Purnie paid little attention to the antics of his friend Purnie's ears as the creature turned slowly and called in different shadow was cast around the animal. With foggy awareness, Purnie watched Purnie's eyes stared, without seeing, at the panorama before him. The white square floating on the ocean. Across it, the last thing Purnie

<question>:
Why shouldn't Purnie stop time?

<options>:
A Small children who stop time, may not live to regret it.
B Purnie may be abducted if the animals know he can stop time.
C Purnie may not be able to get time going again.
D Stopping time consumes massive amounts of energy.

<answer>:

D