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Flicking on a switch
Determined, Carl pressed forward, flashlight in hand. The narrow beam illuminated his surroundings, making the eerie ship more surreal. As his eyes adjusted, he finally took in the details of the room. What he saw astonished him—outdated technology, control panels, and equipment that looked straight out of a Cold War spy film. The ship was no ordinary vessel.
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