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Making more space

Amber’s fingers found something smooth and cold. Definitely metal. Her heart raced. “There’s something here,” she said quietly, but it was too heavy to lift alone. She pulled her arm back. “I need help with this.” Steven nodded without hesitation. Together, they ripped up floorboards. Wood cracked. Dust clouds rose. They cleared the space above the buried object, tension building with every movement.
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