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Maren drags a chair under the clock and reaches up. "Wait," Sol shouts. "Don't smash it, or we're stuck at 6:50 forever. Spin the hands FORWARD, past 6:51, so the reset has nothing to land on." She spins them to 7:00. For a second nothing. Then the rain starts at 6:51 anyway, and the ward shudders like it can't pick a time.
"Push it further, keep going," Sol yells. Maren spins the hands faster and faster until the reset can't find 6:51 anywhere. With a loud pop the rain stops mid-fall, droplets hanging in the air, then all drop at once. The clock dies. Time lurches forward. Sol laughs in disbelief. "You did it. We're out." The ward wakes around them.
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