Michael was sitting on the edge of one of the hotel beds, he was having another panic attack. Shaun had just stormed out after the two had a nasty argument over The Clock. He knew had to go to that clock. He knew he needed to find out where the other hand was. But he couldn't. He couldn't let that thing be the cause of his death, but at the same time, it was the only thing that could possibly fix everything. He was just so lost.