A chill in the pre-dawn air may provoke you to take umbrage over a misplaced comment, but channel that spark into decoding the cryptic map you doodled last night. Clutching a shard of selenite will clarify the spectral figure haunting your lunchbreaks, though their warning about 3:47 PM remains obtuse. Tonight, the glint of a forgotten paperclip in your top-left drawer will unravel a riddle you never knew you’d posed.