What the hell was going on? Why was time resetting so quickly? She kept restarting back to her usual point, welding a steel panel into place. Every few seconds, she was back here. She needed to figure out what controlled this, assuming she ever got the time again. Was she going to be stuck in this perpetual hell forever?

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  No, the repeats weren’t happening as quickly. Whatever was causing it was weakening, she hoped. She needed it to hurry up and get back to the standard time loops. She had plans. She could feel the magic inside her. It had been retained from the Mars trip. That meant it was possible to save her brother. She just needed to get to work.