Learning to Love Time Loops Without Going Insane

Harold woke up to an annoying beeping sound coming from his computer. The memories of the previous loop flooded his brain, up the collapse of the building, which must have been has death as he couldn’t recall anything past that. Ignoring the beeping for now he looked around his room. He was back in his safe house in Maine. Roger was asleep next to him on the couch, but that beeping hadn’t happened in the last loop. That likely meant something had changed, and someone was trying to contact him. He hoped that meant Twonger had succeeded and had Cal stashed somewhere safe.

“Roger old buddy, I’m going to have to get you added to the list of loop-awareness candidates. I’ll need the help at the start of these loops,” Harold said as he gently reached over and pet his cat, his only constant companion in the last few years. He supposed that was certainly changing since this whole time loop thing had turned out actually to be true. Then, the ramifications of what that meant further set in. The Agency had Melissa. They had both his grandchildren now. They were going to regret hurting his family.

Tired of the beeping he got up and checked the computer. There was a single message on one of his monitored newsgroups, obviously intended for him.

We could have done this the easy way Harold, I’m sorry for what you’ve caused.

So they had resorted to petty threats, good, that meant they were scared of what was coming, and they should be. Before this was over, he was going to rain down hellfire on anyone involved.