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Eloise sharpens her blades in shadows of the original design-born not of chaos, but of mimicry.

Some kills don’t belong to either hand, and Mason starts tracing the blueprint backwards.

A new time carved. A cold body found. The killer's rhythm begins to break.

Eloise spins out of orbit while Mason studies the killer’s origin story one tick at a time.

A sister’s documents lead to a corpse and a truth Mason can't ignore—these deaths aren't all his

Each victim dies differently—but those with a second hand share one wound too many.

Eloise kills alone. Vega makes a call he can't take back. And someone survives just long enough to speak.

Mason and Vega connect the dots—some kills weren’t solo. The killer sees the rust, and plots removal.

Eloise spins further out of control, while the killer prepares to snap her loose from the clock.

Mason and Vega close in. Eloise sets her trap. And the killer sharpens the cogs.