Albert ran out of the alley as fast as he could and frantically sought a place to hide. Now a fully formed dragon, Raka slowly picked himself up out of the puddle that had been Werner. Albert spotted a door in the side of the Gothic clock tower and ran toward it. The dragon cleared his head with a massive shake and set off in pursuit. There was nowhere Albert could go, Raka smiled.
Albert reached the door and pushed, still clutching the cane. The door was jammed. He pushed harder, then threw his full weight against the weathered wooden window. It opened with a pop and Albert fell inside. He found himself in a chamber housing some of the gears and levers that powered the ancient timepiece. He saw a wooden staircase and ran toward it, desperately making his way up the six very high floors o
