''Monday, 10 a.m.'' The alarm goes off. Cacho wakes up startled. He doesn’t remember what he dreamt, but he’s pretty sure it was a nightmare. His cat Michimbis, gets scared by Cacho’s sudden movement and bolts away. Cacho gets dressed quickly. He has to get to work. [[Leave the room]] (set: $TiroLata to false)Michimbis starts eating what his owner served him. Cacho heads to his desk and gets to work. He has to finish all the tasks left over from the previous week. [[Finish working]]Michimbis meows at him, wanting to play with his little electric mouse. He ignores him and heads to the kitchen. [[Go to the kitchen]]He listens the neighbors talking about some lights. He notices a faint green glow. He wonders whether to go over to the slightly open window to see and listen to his neighbors or go get a beer. The beer is more tempting. (if:visit is 3) [(text-colour:blue)[– Cacho: This really does //feel// like déjà vu. ]] (if:visit is 4) [(text-colour:blue)[– Cacho: it's happening again . ]] [[Get a beer]]As he heads to the couch, he sees Michimbis on the floor. He walks over and pets him. He looks strange. He feels different. Cacho leaves his hand resting on the cat and realizes he’s no longer breathing. (text-colour:red)[''He’s dead.''] [[Cry]]He can’t bear the pain. He places him in a box to bury him the next day. He needs to lie down and sleep. He’s overwhelmed with grief. (if:visit is 1)[ [[Day two->Día 1]] ] (if:visit is 2)[ [[Day three->Día 1]] ] (if:visit is 3)[ [[Start a new day ->Día 1]] ] (if:visit is >= 4)[ [[Start a new day ->Día 2]] ]He looks for the can of tuna to feed Michimbis. A strange light bothers his vision. He does'n know what it's (if:visit is 3) [(text-colour:blue)[– Cacho: Every day //feels// the same. Is it déjà vu, or just another boring day?]] (if:visit is 4) [(text-colour:blue)[– Could it be happening again…? No, no way. It //can’t// be.]] [[Feed Michimbis]]It’s way too early for a beer but he doesn’t care. He grabs one. Heads to the couch. He just needs a moment of peace. [[Go back to the couch]]His neighbors are speaking loudly. They’re worried about the green lights and dark figures that appeared in broad daylight. He doesn’t know what to do. [[Leave the house]] [[Stay in the house]]He walks out of the house, leaving the door open behind him. The black objects are now clearly visible. He can also see humanoid figures. A chill runs down his spine. Michimbis bolts out of the house to defend Cacho but one of the figures extends its arm and freezes the cat in place. The figure seems to dissolve into thin air. Cacho runs toward his cat to check on him. (text-colour:red)[''He’s dead.''] [[Cry]]''Monday, 10 a.m.'' The alarm goes off. Cacho wakes up screaming: ''“NOOOO, ENOUGH!”'' He sees his cat dart away, frightened by the scream. He quickly gets dressed he needs to check that Michimbis is okay. [[Run out]]He runs out frantically, looking for the cat and sees Michimbis meowing at him, wanting to play with his little electric mouse. He tries to calm down. He can’t. The lights streaming through the slightly open window bother him and break his focus. He needs to close the curtains. He wonders what to do. Maybe a couple of beers will help a little. As he walks toward the kitchen, he remembers that he has to feed the cat (if:visit is <= 5) [[Feed Michimbis ->Alimentar a Michimbis 2]] (if:visit is <= 5) [[Approach the window]] (if:visit is <= 5) [[Go to the kitchen ->Ir a la cocina 2]] (if:visit is > 5) [[Contemplate the cat]]He looks for the can of tuna to feed Michimbis. He can’t stop thinking about what he went through and maybe, just maybe, what he’s still going through right now. (text-colour:blue)[(text-colour:navy)[– Cacho: I don’t want to live through this again.]] Outside, the neighbors can be heard. He gets distracted and feels the urge to walk toward the window. But he knows he has to feed the cat. At the same time, the thought creeps in what if the food is contaminated? [[Feed Michimbis->Alimentar a Michimbis 2]] [[Throw the can in the trash]] [[Approach the window]]While Michimbis eats, he cracks open a beer. Then another... He watches the cat. Then a third… His mind keeps circling back to what’s happening. He takes one more sip and sees the cat collapse. He rushes over and picks him up. Michimbis isn’t breathing. (text-colour:red)[He’s dead.] [[Cry]]He opens the can before throwing it away and sees it was in terrible condition. He throws it out, shocked he’s been killing his cat over and over again. Michimbis meows. He calms down a little… until he notices the neighbors’ voices growing even louder, and the green light intensifying. He walks to the window to see what’s going on. [[Approach the window]] (set: $TiroLata to true)He stays put, listening and watching through the slightly open window. The black objects are now clearly visible. He can also see humanoid figures. A chill runs down his spine. [[Keep watching]]He can’t take his eyes off those figures. Michimbis, drawn by curiosity, slips out through the slightly open window and one of the figures extends its arm, freezing the cat in place. The figure seems to dissolve into thin air. Cacho rushes out of the house and runs toward his cat to check on him. He’s not breathing. //(text-colour:red)[Curiosity killed the cat.]// [[Cry]]He can’t take it anymore. Watching his cat die over and over is tearing him apart. He breaks down in tears and collapses to the floor beside Michimbis. Then Michimbis meows again, wanting to play with his little electric mouse. [[Play with Micimbis]]He starts playing with the cat. Winds up the little mouse. Watches Michimbis chase after it, pounce, and proudly bring it back to him. A wide smile spreads across Cacho’s face. He picks Michimbis up and heads to the couch even as the green lights pulse outside, even as the neighbors scream. Nothing else matters. Just his cat. [[Go to the couh]]He reaches the couch and lies down with Michimbis in his arms. The cat curls up, ready to sleep. Through tears, Cacho clings to him. He doesn’t want to lose his friend again. He falls asleep on the couch, Michimbis by his side. [[Start a new day -->Wake up]]He wakes up, slightly startled. His alarm hasn’t gone off yet. He grabs the phone from his pocket and checks it. ''Tuesday, 7 a.m.'' He’s not in bed. The green lights are gone. Sunlight pours through the window. There are no sounds outside. His cat didn’t run away. Michimbis is just stretching, slowly waking up. He can’t believe it actually happened and that he doesn’t have to live through it all again. He needs a few beers. No... better make it a coffee. [[Drink coffee]]<img src="https://i.imgur.com/dI7SX3R.png"> [[START ->Día 1]] [[Credits]]He makes himself a coffee in the kitchen. Michimbis follows him. He picks him up and walks to the window, taking in the warm sunlight pouring through. He feels lighter, relieved that the nightmare is over. [[Approach the window ->Acercarse a la ventana 3]]He steps closer and looks out the window. There’s nothing left. Destroyed houses. Not a single living soul in sight. Michimbis slips out through the slightly open window. Both of them stare at the post-apocalyptic scene. With resignation and a heavy heart, Cacho walks out of the house. He starts walking. Michimbis walks beside him. [[Explore]]He grabs a beer from the fridge. Michimbis follows him. He picks him up and walks to the window to soak in the warm sunlight pouring through and the destruction of all humanity. [[Approach the window ->Acercarse a la ventana 3]]He makes himself a coffee. Michimbis follows him. He picks him up and walks to the window to soak in the warm sunlight pouring through and the destruction of all humanity. [[Approach the window ->Acercarse a la ventana 3]]He spent the whole day outside, with Michimbis by his side. He found some supplies especially for his cat. He feeds Michimbis, double-checking that the food isn’t spoiled. Exhausted, he collapses to the ground. He can’t go on any longer. Michimbis curls up next to him to sleep. Everything outside is dead. But he’s happy because (text-colour:lime)[Michimbis is alive.] [[Start a new day]]He wakes up, slightly startled. His alarm hasn’t gone off yet. He realizes he’s not on the floor. The green lights are gone. Sunlight pours through the window. There are no sounds outside. Panic sets in he knows it’s happening again. He’s going to live the same day. Again. He needs a few beers. No... better make it a coffee. [[Get a beer->Tomar una cerveza]] [[Drink coffe->Tomar café]]Made by Nicole E. Cuello for GMTK Game Jam 2025 in Spelkollektivet, Sweden.