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So many possibilities
Gently, he continued to clear the area around the object, revealing more of its shape. It looked rectangular, about the length of his forearm, and had a strange sheen even under all that dirt. Dylan’s mind raced with wild guesses—was it an old toolbox, maybe a metal box full of rusty nails, or even some kind of old family heirloom? The possibilities felt endless.
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