The elevator dings on Sublevel 6. You don’t recall the button lighting up.

No cameras. No signal. Just cold air and humming lights.

Leon stands at the end of the hall, hands behind his back.

“You made it farther than the others,” he says.

You step closer. The door beside him slides open.

Inside: a chair, restraints, and a monitor playing security footage.

It’s you, walking into this room. Ten minutes ago.

You’ve never been here before.

Leon glances at his watch.

“Don’t worry,” he says. “It loops different for everyone.”

The door begins to close behind you.