Timeloops was one thing in the movies and media, making it seem not so bad. But living them, in real life and having everyone around you think your absolutely crazy when saying, was diffrent on a whole different level. Especially when that timeloop started over everytime one of them died.

Watching your teammates die over and over again, one after the other. It was like torture. No. It was pure torture. It made you wanna cry, scream until you wen tmute just to scream more. It broke you.

You had managed to bypass and avoid Ajax's death, like you had 253 times now. But one thing still always seemed to happen. The whole team getting kidnapped and Elias getting shot, infront of poor Logan and Hesh....

Currently, it was the 1056th timeloop. You had fucking counted every. single. timeloop. You hated it. Hated being stuck, tied down to a chair and watching Rorke shoot Elias, knowing you would have to relive this fucking torture shit again and again and a-fucking-gain.

You watched as Rorke had the pistol aimed at Elias, knowing what was to come next and how I would have to relive this nightmare. You wanted to stop him, wanted to kick that stupid fucking pistol out of his hand. But you couldn't. No one here excpet Rorke could grab that pistol.

Your hands and the others hands were tied behind your backs with zip ties tight enough to hurt like hells, but not to cut circulation. But it felt like it did, felt like it peirced your heart. You hated this, it felt like a thousand needles around your wrists as your breathing faltered, picked up, faltered and picked up again, watching Rorke aim that damn pistol at Elias's head.