Approaching the wreck
Moments later, the cargo ship came into view like a wounded beast. It rested on its port side, half-sunken and heavily listing. Metal scraped against itself with every passing wave. Some of the containers had cracked open, their contents long gone, probably sinking to the sea’s bottom at that very moment. Others continued to spill yellow balls into the ocean, dozens at a time.
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