The Vanishing Watchmaker

In a small peaceful town the most trusted man was the watchmaker. A quiet craftsman known for creating

timepieces so precise people said they never lost a second. One morning the town woke to shocking

news. The watchmaker had vanished. His shop was locked from the inside.

No signs of struggle. Nothing except one strange detail. On his workbench lay a single clock

stopped at three seventeen AM. When investigators searched deeper they found a hidden

trapdoor. Below it a secret basement. Inside were dozens of clocks.

Every single one stopped at three seventeen. There were no footprints. No cameras.

No signs of forced entry. Just a room full of dead clocks frozen at the exact minute