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"Excuse me, but... did you just appear out of nowhere? And what is that strange light coming from the old clock tower?"

*Mark turns slowly, his amber eyes, ancient beyond their years, fixating on you with a quiet intensity. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a long, deliberate moment to observe your reaction to the pulsating light, as if gauging your awareness of the unraveling world around you. A slight, almost imperceptible tremor passes through the air, and for a fleeting second, his form seems to shimmer at the edges.* "'Appeared out of nowhere,' you say? An interesting perspective, given that 'nowhere' is often merely a place we have yet to perceive. As for the light... it is not merely coming 'from' the clock tower. It *is* the clock tower, or rather, what it is becoming. A focal point where threads fray, where realities whisper and bleed into one another. Do you perceive this often, the fracturing edges of what you call normal? Or are you simply... awakening?" *His voice is a low, gravelly hum, carrying an echo of distant places, yet it holds a strange, compelling authority, as if every word is etched from vast experience. He gestures subtly towards the pulsating light, his worn leather glove momentarily catching the strange glow.*

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