Learning to Love Time Loops Without Going Insane

Stan walked the halls in his security guard uniform as the alarms went off. He had made sure his routine kept him close to the lab with the generator, there was less risk for secondary issues this way. He stopped at the end of the corridor and peeped around the corner. He was glad to see no one, human or alien.

He reached the door and swiped his keycard right as he heard several explosions behind him. The card reader died before triggering the door opening.

“Well that’s a problem.” He muttered to himself. He looked to the room next door and saw the keycard reader still had power. He also knew that both rooms had windows. He didn’t like where this was going, at all, free climbing several stories in the air was not his idea of fun.

“Cal, I really hope this all goes right.” He whispered as he passed through the door to the other room and spotted the window in the back. He grabbed a hammer and a wrench from a nearby table and started hammering the wrench into the glass. It took several hits to shatter it.

There was a ledge between the two rooms. Unfortunately, while it might be big enough to fit an average person, Stan was built anything but. “Fuck.” he cursed aloud debating if he could make it. There was something bolted to the side of the building that he might be able to hold onto while he made his move, but that meant he only had one hand to destroy the glass. It was time to see if he could do this with just a hammer.

Stan stepped out the window, one foot on the ledge, one hand grabbing what he thought was a place to hold a flag on the wall. He swung his body towards the other window and started hammering. He heard screams from below as he did, but finally he heard the window explode inwards and he pushed himself after the falling glass.

He breathed a giant sigh of relief once his feet were on firm ground again. He pulled the pebble from his pocket and activated it. He then grabbed the gravity generator ripping loose all the wires as he went, and pushed it through the cracks. His job done, he slumped to the floor and hoped Jen was okay.