
You start your day, do your morning thing: start coffee, walk the dog, head to work...
And all of a sudden, work isn't there anymore. The dog is non-existent. And by God, someone took that blessed machine that makes your mornin' java.
Instead, you're surrounded by darkness. You're lost, you don't know where you are, and you think that something just crawled up your leg to steal your wallet.
Hearing an inhuman scream, you look up.
Mortified, you see wings. Lots, and lots of wings. Bat-like, and bird-like, and in the dim, cloud-hidden moonlight, you swore that you could see hair, and even an occasional face.
Then, understanding hits you. Those wings are attached to people...
As lightning splits the sky, you start to wonder if you'll ever make it home...
You look around, and all you see is a sign that reads:
"Welcome to Clocktower"
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