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…Eliza bowed, her heart pounding. She stepped off the stage and walked back through the empty street. The key had cooled. As she reached her door, the clock tower chimed—a deep, resonant sound. But the clock itself was stopped. The chime came from nowhere. Eliza looked up. The tower’s hands were frozen at midnight. But the chime was counting down, each stroke a warning. She had one day left, not three. The silence was coming faster than she thought.