Somewhere in the fifth world, northern hemisphere...
Rachel
She stared at the man tied to a chair, choking with his blood.
"Between The Master and the marines, who join the time loop first?" She asked.
"I don't know, I swear," the man cried.
"I believe you," she said.
She put a hand on his head and he stopped moving. His eyes turned blank.
"I pray that you rest in peace despite your deeds," she murmured to herself and then shouted at the door. "Bring the next one."
The door opened and another man was brought in by two men.
"Don't even ask, I won't speak a word to you ever," the man said.
Rachel shrugged. "We'll see about that."
She took a step forward and placed a hand on his head. He stopped struggling immediately. After a couple of seconds, blood started dripping from his nose and ears.
"How long have you been in the time loop?" She asked.
"Five loop years and two loop days," he answered.
"Who invited you to join?"
"The Master."
"What was your mission?"
