The Harbourmaster's Office
Penrose’s office smells of pipe smoke and damp paper. Tide tables cover every wall, decades of them, and one drawer is stuck — forced, then carefully closed again from the inside.
Behind the tide tables you find his private logbook, the handwriting tightening into a scrawl over its last twenty pages. The final legible entry: “The clock isn’t broken. Corwin’s turned it back on purpose, same as his father did in ‘58 — trying to buy the town another cycle before the debt comes due again. I mean to stop him doing it quietly. Whatever the town owes, we should have stopped paying it forty years ago.”
Nothing else in the office explains what “the debt” is. But it’s clear Penrose knew, and that it led him straight to the clock tower.
What do you do?