{There is no end in sight to this wretched, neverending time loop. You take a last desperate look at your watch, but right as you do, the stall next to you suddenly opens. The sharp noise of its door squeaks on its hinges.}

SQueakkkk...

(You turn to see a sharply dressed man whose eyes widen in surprise. His eyebrows pinch upwards, raising his dark hair, making the lines of his sideburns all the more noticeable. He pauses, his dark eyes darting around, seeming like he was unsure what to say or do next.}

"Who are you?.." {in a tone that betrays his lingering suspicion. As the words leave his lips, it seems like he is trying to make sense of the situation.}