[ WP ] You are a superhero by the name of Groundhog . For example , you can relive a fight with a villain thousands of times until you beat them etc . That 's your ONLY power .

November 16. This is my hell. It never ends. It resets when I die. And I always die. 
 
 `` Ha, Groundhog, you're too late!'' the video message plays on the monitor. I've seen this before. I could recount to you the color of every pixel in each frame of the video, I've seen it that many times. 
 
 `` You can only go back one day when you die.'' I could draw for you the waveform of Mastermind's voice in this clip, I've heard it that many times. The first time I heard it, it took a while for the meaning to sink in. For the next couple hundred times, it sent a chill through my spine as I realized what it meant. Now, it meant nothing. It was just another part of these 24 hours. 
 
 `` And in this one day, your defeat was inevitable, and my victory was secured. Nothing you did in this one day could have stopped my plan.'' It was true - I had tried everything I could think of. I had many tries to refine my plan, to come up with a new angle of attack - that had worked out many times before, against other supervillains. But not against him. Not against Mastermind. 
 
 `` I've thought of everything. It was *physically impossible* for you to have done anything in the past 24 hours to stop my plan. And now, you will die, as will every person in New York City.'' It was true - I did die at the end of every iteration, when Mastermind's nuke went off, except for a few times where I managed to get myself killed before then - but I still woke up at midnight. 
 
 I never got to see what Mastermind had in store for the world after he nuked New York. I would never see it. 
 
 `` I challenge you to beat me next time,'' Mastermind gloated. `` I know you wo n't, Groundhog. But have fun trying.'' His image disappeared from the screen, and this time I did n't bother to look up from it. 
 
 I knew that, four stories below me, was Mastermind's impenetrable bunker, guarded by thousands of his henchmen. I knew that the whole of the US army could n't storm the base and reach the bomb before the day ended. I knew that the world's top scientists, somehow gathered in the bomb room, would n't be able to get past the bomb's quadruple-redundant force field before the day ended. I knew that the bomb was placed in such a way that it was impossible to stop it from destroying the whole of New York City. I knew that it was impossible to evacuate all the citizens of the city before the day ended. And I knew that even if I escaped the blast radius, the passive nanotoxin Mastermind somehow infected me with would activate and instantly kill me at the end of the day. 
 
 I knew that at this exact second, when the screen shut off, there were exactly 9.082 seconds left on the bomb's countdown timer, that stupid bomb that I could never stop. 
 
 Mastermind's voice came back at 3.598 seconds. `` Who knows, maybe you'll succeed next time. Or the time after that, or the time after that, or the time after - `` 
 
 **BOOM. ** A flash of light, then I jolt awake. My alarm clock reads: *12:00, November 16, 2015* in glaring red letters. 
 
 This is my hell.
