Looping

I was looping. 

Looping through time, and looping through space. 

Every time I walked out of the room on one side, I ended up walking right back into it on the opposite side. I'd never encountered a problem like this before, and I couldn't even end my synchro mode with BB to ask if he had any tips, because I was sure that the moment I did whoever was orchestrating this looping time would come at me with the full force of their reality-warping powers. 

"I'm fine," I said in response to Yr'Arl's question, "But I'm telling you, I'm trapped in a time loop. From my perspective, we've walked through this exact room about 15 times over, and neither of you seem to have any recollection of those other times." 

"That's because it didn't happen, we only just left the cargo bay, are you sure you're feeling alright Jacob?" Fal asked, her eyes a light cool blue, which must have meant concern.