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Marcel's mind was reeling with questions. Who was the voice? What did they want from him? And what was the meaning of the strange vision he had just experienced?
As he stood there, trying to make sense of it all, he noticed something strange. On the windowpane, a message was scrawled in faint, glowing letters.
"Meet me at the old clock tower at midnight," the message read. "Come alone."
Marcel's heart skipped a beat. Who was behind the message? And what did they want from him?
Despite his reservations, Marcel knew he had to go. He had to uncover the truth behind the mysterious voice and the strange occurrences that were happening around him.
As he pondered the message, Marcel couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched. He glanced around the room, but there was no one there.
The message seemed to be the only clue he had, and Marcel knew he had to follow it. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come.
Marcel's eyes wandered around the room, taking in the familiar surroundings. The old couch, the TV, the bookshelf – everything seemed so ordinary, so mundane.
But Marcel knew that nothing was ordinary anymore. The world had changed, and he had changed with it.
As he stood there, lost in thought, Marcel heard a faint humming noise coming from outside. It was a low, steady drone that seemed to be getting louder by the second.
Marcel's heart began to pound in his chest. What was happening? Was it another anomaly?
He rushed to the window, throwing it open to get a better look. The humming noise was coming from a strange, glowing object that was hovering in the sky.
Marcel's eyes widened as he watched the object move closer, its light illuminating the darkening landscape.
Suddenly, the object vanished, leaving Marcel staring at an empty sky. The humming noise stopped, and an eerie silence fell over the city.
Marcel's heart was still racing as he turned away from the window. He knew that he had to get to the clock tower, to uncover the truth behind the mysterious message.
As he made his way to the door, Marcel felt a strange sensation in his pocket. He reached in, pulling out the small device that Ava had given him.
The device was glowing, its screen flashing with an urgent message.
"Meet me at the old clock tower at midnight," the message read. "Come alone."
Marcel's heart skipped a beat. This was no coincidence. The device was trying to tell him something.
With a newfound sense of determination, Marcel made his way out of the apartment, into the unknown.
He knew that he was taking a risk, but he also knew that he had to uncover the truth. The mysterious voice, the strange vision, the glowing message – it all had to be connected.
As Marcel walked through the deserted streets, he felt a sense of trepidation. What would he find at the clock tower? Would he be walking into a trap?
But Marcel didn't let fear get the better of him. He pressed on, driven by a burning desire to uncover the truth.
The clock tower loomed ahead, its face glowing in the moonlight. Marcel's heart pounded in his chest as he approached the entrance.
What would he find inside?