Rewind the Time

I was looking down the barrel of a 9mm Glock pistol. This was no type of Russian Roulette. The only things that could save me would be his mercy and/or cops. I could almost see the bullet in the chamber with the hammer ready to ignite the gunpowder and seal my fate. I don't care how sick of life you are but when you are staring down a guy you would give anything to live. The time on my watch read 2:45 p.m. And a gunshot echoed.
I opened my door to my car to go to the library to do research for my job. The time is 2:00 p.m. I go to the physcology section to find out what is my most recent patient's diagnosis is. I am studying and I feel cold metal shoved to the back of my neck. I hear a cold voice tell me to come with him. UP until that point I didn't fully understand paranoia. My watch said 2:30.
My head smacks my desk. I had just seen the last 45 minutes of my life backwards. I was going to die today. My watch read 1:45 p.m. It was time for me to leave work. I decided to just go home. Relaxing I reach for the newspaper and read it. Then I feel it. The cold metal I felt in my dream. Chills went up my spine as I place my newspaper down. The man had found me. Not only had he found me but he was waiting in my own home. I stick my hands in the air. My watch read 2:45 p.m. It was time for me to die. I hear my wife's voice to ask if I was insane. No I responded as clearly as I possibly could with all my adrenaline pumping through my bloodstream, just a little shaky. And so I told her my story. Unchanged my wife said, of al the people you should understand the probability of dreams actually coming true. I responded to that with, it never killed anyone to be a little cautious. Well it might have, she says, that was a knife. Why did you have a knife to my neck? I asked. I'm just kidding it was a spoon, she says. I decided from that day forward my wife has a twisted sense of humor, but I love her for it.