You find yourself in a room that appears to be a clock shop. Which is to say, there are clocks everywhere. Wall clocks. Cuckoo clocks. Table clocks. Digital clocks. Windable clocks. Clocks of every size and shape. The grandfather clocks may be particularly interesting, for there are three total, set into three walls (left wall, right wall, and front wall). The grandfather clocks are slightly wide for their size, and their wood paneling is solid, and they have doorknobs with keyholes beneath them inset -- as if someone planted grandfather clocks into doorways instead of the standard doors. (A quick test of any of these three grandfather clock doors finds the two of them on the side walls unlocked, and the one on the front wall locked.)
The noise in here is significant, with all the clocks working at once, but none of them in rhythm with each other.
A set of elevator doors with a standard button (up/down) panel are on the back wall.
There is a window outside (by which is placed a sundial); however, a thick layer of ice on the outside of the glass both prevents the sundial from showing a shadow and prevents you from seeing out.
There is a desk in the center of the room, as if to serve reception for anyone entering this clock shop. Seated on it is an automaton. He is obviously not human, though human-shaped; for one thing, as he lacks clothes, you see that rather than normal human features on his body he has smooth plastic and metal everywhere, gears visible in his joints. There is a large brass plate on his back with two holes, and clockwork winding keys in those holes. He has hair, wavy and short and very obviously Rolo's hairstyle, but his face is completely blank, only a white theatrical mask (or something very like it) in smooth plastic in its place. There is a glass plate in his chest; what looks like a door key can be seen inside. To those who have previously been into Rolo's heart, this is obviously the same automaton who was previously "Deception" -- but with some changes. He is wearing a magician's top hat, with cards inserted into the hatband, and he is shuffling a deck of cards.
There is a gear under his chin, and when he notices you, he lifts his jointed fingers to it and twists it. Gears shift behind his face, turning his mask's blank features into an enigmatic smile, though he just watches you do whatever you like in the room, doesn't start conversation himself.
The temperature in this room is moderate and not particularly notable.
THE CLOCK SHOP
The noise in here is significant, with all the clocks working at once, but none of them in rhythm with each other.
A set of elevator doors with a standard button (up/down) panel are on the back wall.
There is a window outside (by which is placed a sundial); however, a thick layer of ice on the outside of the glass both prevents the sundial from showing a shadow and prevents you from seeing out.
There is a desk in the center of the room, as if to serve reception for anyone entering this clock shop. Seated on it is an automaton. He is obviously not human, though human-shaped; for one thing, as he lacks clothes, you see that rather than normal human features on his body he has smooth plastic and metal everywhere, gears visible in his joints. There is a large brass plate on his back with two holes, and clockwork winding keys in those holes. He has hair, wavy and short and very obviously Rolo's hairstyle, but his face is completely blank, only a white theatrical mask (or something very like it) in smooth plastic in its place. There is a glass plate in his chest; what looks like a door key can be seen inside. To those who have previously been into Rolo's heart, this is obviously the same automaton who was previously "Deception" -- but with some changes. He is wearing a magician's top hat, with cards inserted into the hatband, and he is shuffling a deck of cards.
There is a gear under his chin, and when he notices you, he lifts his jointed fingers to it and twists it. Gears shift behind his face, turning his mask's blank features into an enigmatic smile, though he just watches you do whatever you like in the room, doesn't start conversation himself.
The temperature in this room is moderate and not particularly notable.