Seeing movement
“Look!” one of the fishermen shouted suddenly, leaning hard over the bow and pointing. His voice carried urgency that silenced the deck. Megan and Bob rushed forward, hearts thundering, but by the time they arrived, only ripples remained. The last traces faded across the water’s surface, leaving questions in their wake. Megan’s chest rose sharply as she searched the sea, knowing something was out there but not seeing enough to understand its size.
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