Doctor Obolensky's Doomsday Clock loomed over me. Hey, hadn't I seen that before?
It appeared the age of the ironclad had arrived.
The fiendish Doctor had built an observatory in the Vernian Sea, the structure so large as to cause localized eddies around its base. I maneuvered my boat in with some care.
"Dr. G. Obolensky - Infernal Devices and General Villainy." Yup, I've come to the right place. "Yoo-hoo! Anyone home?"
From the observatory, one can see distant galaxies. Not very well, however. No, it was a lot easier to see, say, what one's neighbors are up to.
"What the..." Words failed me. The size of that construct was amazing. Putting aside my better judgment, I aimed my boat at the mechanical man.