Giving orders
The officers exchanged uneasy glances, aware they’d stumbled onto something far beyond a simple beach find. Sarah’s fingers drummed nervously against her thigh, her gut telling her this was serious. The vessel’s strange aura unsettled her deeply. “Alright, let’s head in. We won’t get answers standing here,” she ordered, pointing to the top deck. Her voice was firm, masking her nerves, as they prepared to enter the mysterious, ominous craft.
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