Strange glow

Inside the hanger, Pete carefully chipped away barnacles with a hammer. Coral fragments scattered to the ground, revealing smooth, gleaming surfaces below. Gold-like metal caught the fluorescent lights, glowing faintly in an eerie way Harper had never seen. Felix whispered, “It’s… beautiful,” his voice trembling. Harper crouched, gloved hand brushing the surface. Cold. Hard. Alien. The unsettling sensation crawled under his skin, and his unease only grew stronger.
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