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An eerie scene
As they approached, it only got stranger. The cruise ship looked like a relic—an artifact from another time. Its white hull was streaked orange from rust, the paint flaking like dried skin. The name ARMAS stretched across its side in block letters, just as the reports showed them. Waves lapped lazily against its frame, as if even the ocean was hesitant to disturb it further.
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