More Evidence
Deeper inside, signs of chaos grew clearer. Lockers burst open, uniforms scattered. Plates with half-eaten meals tilted on sideways tables.
A coffee cup lay dry, abandoned mid-sip. Sarah crouched, tracing drag marks along the floor. “They didn’t leave calmly,” she muttered. Something had forced the crew into sudden flight. The question was—what exactly?
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