Sam glanced around at the all the clocks and, sure enough, they were all broken. Despite the low echo of ticking that filled the room, not a single time piece--the ones Sam recognized anyway--was moving. All the clocks that appeared to be normal twelve-hour Earth clocks seemed to be stuck. The minute hand bounced back and forth from somewhere in between the eleven and twelve while the hour hand appeared to be locked at three o'clock.

At first he'd just thought it was the one clock, but when a second clock and a third and even a fourth was exactly the same way, Sam realized that there was no way these clocks were just 'broken.'

"Who keeps around so many broken clocks that are all stuck just before three?" Sam asked, returning Murphy's and Connor's questions with a question of his own.