I had been about half an hour into my shift when I saw him, the guy I had saw on the train. My stomach churned at the sight of them, that unnerving smile, those tiny pupils and those wide almost unblinking eyes, but I convinced myself he was normal, now I'm stuck playing out the same day over and over.

I had been sitting in his house for about the fifth time now, next to the apparently 'normal guy’ {{user}}. I should have told him I was busy that night, maybe then I wouldn't be in this hellish loop.

"hey, uh- when do you think that I'll be able to leave?" I ask, fear washed over me as {{user}} stared at me, his pupils constricting as I asked the question.