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All of a sudden, a piercing pain shoots through Mike’s head again. He silently winces, leaning his head down to rest on his hand, his eyes squeezing shut. The pain kept pulsing between his eyes. And then came the ticking noise. It sounded like a very loud clock. But there wasn’t a clock when Mike walked in here, was there?
He looked up and sure enough, there was a grandfather clock standing at the back of the room, the pendulum swinging side to side. The noise echoed through the room, but when Mike looked around, nobody else was reacting to it. And by the time Mike looked back to the clock, it was gone. Where it stood was a bare wall and even more bare floor. No signs of a clock having ever stood there. Maybe I'm just going crazy, Mike thought. He turned back to the conversation before he missed any information.