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The sky was painted with a crimson hue that evening, as though someone had spilled wine across the heavens. Within the sprawling metropolis of New Londinium, the great steamworks hummed with unprecedented fury, their gears grinding in protest against the approaching calamity.

Professor Victoria Blackwood stood before her workshop's massive window, watching as the city's mighty Titan engine began to falter. The copper-plated beast had been her life's work, a marvel of engineering that powered half the city's factories. But now, it was failing with terrifying rapidity.

'The financial markets are collapsing!' cried Dr. Maxwell, rushing into her workshop. ' The bankers have pulled their investments, and without them, the Titan's funding will evaporate!'

Victoria's heart sank as she realized the terrible truth: the mighty Titan engine would be forced to shut down within days, its massive infrastructure falling silent like a sleeping giant. The city itself might crumble under the loss of such a vital force.

As night fell, the great clock tower chimed ominously, its bells tolling like a warning from beyond the grave.