noon
The sound of sirens grew louder , and a police car swung onto West End . Hawkes straightened up slowly , as it hit him . It had been the same scene he 'd gone through before that morning -- but with himself in the middle ! He shot a glance at the sun , to see it still to the east , though his memory of the day indicated it should have been after noon . Time ! They 'd twisted him back through time -- the weapon that had looked like a flashlight must have tossed him hours backwards , instead of knocking him out . He 'd been attacking himself there in the hallway of his apartment !