Fabrication — [s1e11]

He slid the band into place. The gel in the sphere rippled. At first, there was nothing but the familiar scent of ozone and the sterile chill of the room. Then, the fabrication began.

The lab lights flickered and died, leaving only the eerie blue glow of the fabrication sphere. The gel began to boil. "Emergency shutdown initiated," Hera announced. [S1E11] Fabrication

Arthur gasped, ripping the headband off. He leaned over the workbench, expecting to find a pile of scrap or a puddle of molten silver. He slid the band into place

But as he looked closer, his blood ran cold. On the inside of the lid, where his father’s initials should have been, were his own. And underneath them, a date: tomorrow. Then, the fabrication began

I can expand on this if you'd like. Should we focus more on: The of the countdown? The mystery of the AI’s involvement? Arthur's past and why he was so obsessed with the watch?

"Wait! No!" Arthur shouted, his mind still locked in the link.