"A few people in the house I was in had the same spiral mysteriously appear overnight on their hand. Not myself though." He isn't sure what the significance of it is, or why it only tainted some of them and not others. He had confronted some spectres in the mirrors himself. He arrived unmarked and he left the house unmarked.
"You must tell me more of the commission sometime." Perhaps when he's over for dinner with Klaus. They have recently taken another New Yorker under their 1306 Phillips Drive wing who proclaims to be quite decent in the kitchen. "And then I would tell you the story of the witch who granted me eternal longevity. But in short, it was through some unnatural kind of 'magic'." Doc isn't trying to be deliberately cryptic - he just doesn't know how it actually works. All he did was say yes.
...a bit like marriage, really. Come to think of it. Would have explained why his fell apart.
Anyway.
"If I ran a business here I would not call you everyday to tell you my shop is open. The telephone did not even work in the house I was in, although perhaps the blizzard had damaged the line." In either case, even setting the tediousness aside, the phone did not seem reliable enough.
Five did raise a good point - no need for clocks if there is no need for time itself. So there must be a need for clocks. Perhaps...
"Perhaps each clock is timing something. If we knew which clock to consult we might have been able to foretell a three day long stretch of night. And a different clock is aligned with the shops' opening hours. And a different clock yet again for Sunday service." If that were the case then some clocks could tell the same time or at least be aligned to move at the same speed in every building that has a clock.
"I suppose at the end of the day it could simply be the battery cells running out of charge after such a long time, causing them all to go out of sync. That would be the simplest explanation. But it may be worth exploring other possibilities too."
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"You must tell me more of the commission sometime." Perhaps when he's over for dinner with Klaus. They have recently taken another New Yorker under their 1306 Phillips Drive wing who proclaims to be quite decent in the kitchen. "And then I would tell you the story of the witch who granted me eternal longevity. But in short, it was through some unnatural kind of 'magic'." Doc isn't trying to be deliberately cryptic - he just doesn't know how it actually works. All he did was say yes.
...a bit like marriage, really. Come to think of it. Would have explained why his fell apart.
Anyway.
"If I ran a business here I would not call you everyday to tell you my shop is open. The telephone did not even work in the house I was in, although perhaps the blizzard had damaged the line." In either case, even setting the tediousness aside, the phone did not seem reliable enough.
Five did raise a good point - no need for clocks if there is no need for time itself. So there must be a need for clocks. Perhaps...
"Perhaps each clock is timing something. If we knew which clock to consult we might have been able to foretell a three day long stretch of night. And a different clock is aligned with the shops' opening hours. And a different clock yet again for Sunday service." If that were the case then some clocks could tell the same time or at least be aligned to move at the same speed in every building that has a clock.
"I suppose at the end of the day it could simply be the battery cells running out of charge after such a long time, causing them all to go out of sync. That would be the simplest explanation. But it may be worth exploring other possibilities too."