The Shadow Key

IronBaker grabbed the long minute hand and began to nudge it.

Sure enough, just as Harper suspected, the clock was linked to the time within the cottage. As IronBaker moved the hand, the shadow of the candlestick on the table shifted in real-time.

Harper turned to look at that weird coat rack and said, "Spin the hour hand, IronBaker. Fast."

"Got it!"

IronBaker started cranking the hour hand.