Inside the barn, partly hidden under sacks of burlap, was a large, wooden box, etched with ornate symbols in some unknown language, and apparently filled with some kind of mechanical, clockwork apparatus, comprised of rows of cogs and gears and levers that seem to stretch on, impossibly, into infinity. On the upward-facing side is a round mechanism that seems to set it in motion, but no obvious controls. You get the feeling someone else is in the room with you. You turn around but see nobody there... but then, out of the corner of your eye, you glance back at the box, and catch a glimpse of a figure sat on it...

You're vaguely aware that the Moment's interface is supposed to appear as someone familiar, but apparently the Moment is feeling in the mood for a more mysterious appearance, as you don't recognise the hooded figure seated before you on top of the finely-carved weapon of mass destruction.