"So then," Barry said, taking a few quaky steps forward on the hour hand towards Chronic. "Are you Doug?"
  The old man laughed and his laugh echoed through the machinery of the clock, coming back to Barry in three voices. "Well, wouldn't that be convenient for you. Had the time traveler with you all along. Very Dorothy. Well, I am no Wizard. And this is everything behind the curtain."
  Barry took another step forward, his weight too much for the hand, sent it down beneath him, and he slid down it towards the vortex of the Megaclock."