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“We will close the loop and in turn, erase your memories. You’ve just got to stick with the plan, that’s
all I’m asking of you.”
Her face was one of disbelief for he had said this to her in all the previous time loops. And regardless
of the variants, his ‘plan’ had failed her too many times. She despised the ‘gift’ that the labyrinth had
given her and she wanted nothing more than to be rid of it.
“You have got to be kidding me,” she angrily pulled herself away, “Were you even listening? I can’t--
”
“I went through every single one of your entries, Evelyn.”
His statement had thrown her off, “What?”
“The ones that I had you write down.” he urged, “Your night terrors.”
“You really are on a roll tonight.”
It was his turn this time to be irked.
“Evelyn, listen.” his voice had turned stern, “Every night you dream about that labyrinth. In it, you
enter, and in it, you die. But you never do in real life. Do--don’t you see the significance of these
terrors?”
“They’re night terrors, James,” she brushed his question aside, “They’re not uncommon for those with
post traumatic stress.”
“For goodness sakes,” he took a deep breath, “Just humour me, please. I’m trying to help you out here.”
She bit her lip in response. Uncertain what to make of it, he simply ignored her and went on, “They’re
clues, Evelyn. Your subconscious, or whatever it is, it’s telling us how to close the loop.”
Still, she kept mum.
“In the previous loops, you were always the last one standing. But in your dreams, it was always
someone else,” he repeated, “And I think that in order to break the loop we’ll have to introduce
something, or someone, new.”
“Are you asking me to die? For a theory?”
“There is a chance, yes,” he replied, “But you might also come out of it alive. All of you might come
out of this alive. And I believe that you, more than most, are aware about how time can be non
linear.”
A beat of silence hung in the air between them. They both knew that there was a risk to his theory, but
it was a theory that they had yet to explore. And as always, it all bore down on Evelyn.
“And who is this breaker of loops?” she asked after a while.
“I’m sure that you’ve seen her around the campus from time to time,” he said, “The one that they call
Kara Regan.”