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/Crunk…/
/Crank…/
/DON…!/
As the gears began to shift, bringing life to the silent mechanisms, ancient pistons, and weights were forcibly awakened as they crushed and shattered whatever little thing stood in between their teeth.
Seconds turned into minutes, and eventually, the entire room became a cacophony of metallic sounds.
Throughout this process, the researchers did not stop paying attention to their machines, however, Dale knew of the tower's condition better than anyone, as long as he cleaned it enough, there shouldn't be any problem, at least in the early future.
/Don!/
/Don!/
Finally, as the mechanical energy reached its pinnacle, a massive bell at the very top of the tower was flung backward, being pushed back and forth as it began its song.
/DON!/
Its powerful chime echoed throughout the city, from its dead ruins to the emerging community close to the Southern Gate.
