Your name is ANGLER, the first member of the CHRONO CORPS. It is presently your hour, allowing you to see through clocks. But that is irrelevant. You are bored.
When you first arrived, there was a strange fellow with a black carapace, one eye, and one arm. He was amusing. Until you killed him, that is. There was also a woman, with a similar black carapace. You killed her, too. The CHRONO CORPS own this town.
You remain bored. What shall you do?