Night Shift Watch

I marched straight across the desk and hopped onto the nearby nightstand before settling down for the night. Right next to a switched-off brass lamp, a heavy mechanical alarm clock was ticking away with a quiet, steady rhythm. Its brass twin bells sat on top like two golden domes waiting for a hero. I scrambled up the clock's round metallic frame, hooked my fingers around the winding key on the back, and hauled myself onto the summit. From way up here between the twin bells, I have a crystal-clear panoramic view of the entire dim bedroom. Night patrol is officially in good hands!