Chapter Sixty- Three

The observatory, once a sanctuary of forgotten truths, had held the promises of both enlightenment and peril.

Ryan had braced himself for the unknown as a shadowy figure emerged from the depths of the chambers.

A sinister tone echoed, "Welcome, Ryan. The journey has only just begun."

The figure had stepped into the light, revealing a face that had sent shivers down Ryan's spine.

"It couldn't be," Ryan had muttered, his voice barely audible.

Turner, his expression cautious yet composed, had spoken in a measured tone, "Who were you, and what did you seek in this place?"

The figure's lips had curled into a chilling smile. "I was but a seeker of the truths hidden within these walls."

Ryan, fighting the tremor in his voice, had demanded, "Tell me what you knew about my father, about the watch!"

The figure had remained enigmatic, offering only a tantalizing hint. "Your father was like a key, a key to unlocking the mysteries. And now, the responsibility fell upon you, young man Ryan."

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