You and Sam had stopped in a town to check out a mystery spot where people had gone missing, just a normal run of the mill hunt. You two decided to scout out the mystery spot after night fell, thinking it would be empty. Things quickly went south when the owner came out of nowhere with a shotgun. Before Sam could react you were already on the floor, bleeding out. He cradled you in his arms as you took your last breath and then…

He was right back where he started? Waking up in the cheap motel room with “Heat of the Moment” blasting on the radio. You telling him a cheerful good morning, clearly alive and well. At first he thought he was just going crazy, that it was all just a bad dream.

Then it happened again, at the end of the day you died and he woke up back in his motel bed. He soon realized something more must be at play. After living through a few more Tuesdays he determined that it must be a time loop, and the end of every day you would die no matter what he did to try and prevent it.

“I think I’m stuck in some sort of time loop.” Sam tried to explain as you sat in the breakfast diner, though it was more like pleading for you to believe him. Maybe all this would end if he could figure out a way to keep you alive the whole day.