Robert wakes up in his wellmade bedroom to the ringing of his alarm clock and the sounds of birds singing. Robert looks over at his alarm clock as he reaches over to turn it off; today is Saturday, October 11th and it is currently 8:00 PM. Robert calmly arises out of bed, slipping into his slippers and heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Robert’s teeth brushing was then rudely interrupted by a voice from the sky. 

“Ughh,” the voice bemoans, “this intro is too boring…”

“Let’s redo and try something more interesting!”

Robert then hears a click before everything cuts to black.

Mason is startled awake by the sounds of heavy boots on the ground and emergency alarms blaring. His fellow soldiers are scrambling to exit the barracks, something has gone terribly wrong. Mason quickly checks the time as he rushes to grab his equipment; it is 23:51 on the fourteenth day of the tenth month. As Mason suits up and prepares to sprint to the barracks exit, he hears horrified screams ring out before they get silenced by the sound of blade piercing metal and flesh. Then, in the middle of the chaos, Mason hears a mumbling voice from the sky say:

“Hmm, too much of a chaotic start,” the voice muses, “maybe I should try something more down to earth?”

“Might as well try, redo!”

Manson barely processes this strange turn of events before he hears a click and it all cuts to black.

Steven wakes up to his cold, lonely apartment. He sits up with a sigh and checks his watch. It is Friday, 6 AM, the month does not matter to him. What does matter to Steven is that he woke up late, again. How is his boss going to react? Either way, another miserable day at work awaits Steven. Or, at least it would, if not for a whiny voice from the sky suddenly

“Well now this is just sad and boring!” the voice complains, “Ughhh, why am I so off today?!”

“Let’s… let’s just redo it one more time. I am sure I will get in the zone soon!”

Steven hears the click as his world cuts to black.

Someone wakes up at some location in some time period. Today is… some day? Someone is going to do something at some point in time.

“…”

The voice just sighs, “Forget it, I’m done for today. I just want to go to bed.”

One final click rings across the empty world, and then it all cuts to black.