Darkness at the Workshop
You're elbow-deep in a gear assembly when every lamp in Master Aldric's workshop flickers — and dies. The hiss of steam pipes goes silent. One distant alarm bell clangs across Cogsworth City, then nothing.
Through the grimy window, you watch the city go dark, district by district, like candles being snuffed by an invisible hand. Something has gone terribly wrong.
The toolkit or the rooftop — both paths are dangerous, but hesitating is the most dangerous choice of all.