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At midnight, the station clock stopped, though every witness swore its hands had moved backward since the storm began. Inspector Vale found the locked office empty, except for one wet footprint crossing the carpet toward the sealed window. On the desk, beneath a dying lamp, lay the mayor’s silver watch, ticking steadily beside a glass of untouched wine. Vale lifted the watch and heard something rattling inside its case, then noticed fresh blood darkening his fingertips. Behind him, someone whispered his name, though the doorway remained empty and the corridor outside stretched into darkness.