Panic all around
A collective gasp tore across the deck when fresh marks appeared against the hull. Long, jagged scratches carved deep into the boat’s outer side, visible even from above. “It’s scraping us!” one fisherman yelled, his voice breaking with alarm. Panic surged immediately, spreading like fire. A man lunged for a harpoon, gripping the handle tight, while another scrambled frantically through nets and rope. Fear sharpened every movement. Survival instincts had fully taken over.
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