It's 3 AM. You've been stuck in a time loop for 27 hours. Time has no meaning, but your sanity has.
You're starting to lose your grip on reality. The clock on your wall is just a reminder that time is a human construct, a mere illusion.
Your cat has been staring at you for hours, judging your life choices. You're starting to think it's the one controlling the time loop.
What do you do when the fabric of time is unraveling?
Perhaps you should:
Or maybe, just maybe, you should: