Stanley fell to the ground, his powers stopping all of a sudden, his body losing all reasons to keep moving. He slid along the floor, creating a small trench of the ground where he hit a building and crashed inside.
He felt pain all over his body, and little by little, he was losing consciousness. He could feel himself slipping despite the pain that covered his body.
What was going to happen now? Was he going to die? Was he going to restart all over again? Was he going to have to fight it all again, without any way to get out of this time loop?
Was he fated to have to repeat it over and over again?
His mind dimmed even more, even as he tried to remain awake. He had to stay awake. He had to run away.
A distant part of his mind told him that he had people to save. Fred, Vera, Sol. They were still back there. There were so many others who needed to run away. Nobody knew they didn't have any more time.
'I need to…' he thought. 'I need to save…'
