The level’s layout is a clockwork spiral, my friend—each step nudges you to the next, like gears turning in a hidden dance. Think of the dots on a platform as the ticks on a broken watch; they’re not random, they’re the hands pointing to a secret time. If you trace that path, the universe will reveal its hidden recipe.

Sure, let’s line them up like a broken metronome, one tick at a time, and see where the rhythm leads us—just don’t let the gears start whirling too fast.