Tick tick tick tock. Once youve wound some things up nothing can stop them . . .It is a cold winters night when Karl enters the White Horse Tavern looking like hes swallowed a thundercloud. His final task as a clockmaker apprentice is to make a new figure for the great clock of Glockenheim. He has not made the figure or got any idea of what it could be and the unveiling is tomorrow.Fritz is also in the tavern there to read aloud his new spooky story. Like Karl he hasnt finished. Well he knows how the story starts and he knows its called Clockwork so with the snow swirling down outside he sets his story going and just has to hope that the ending will come to him as he tells it.Suddenly Fritzs story and real life merge in a completely sinister way and just like clockwork it cant be stopped . . .