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Rumblings in the deep

In the all-encompassing darkness, Carl’s senses adjusted. His hearing became sharper, picking up sounds he might have missed otherwise. At first, he attributed the faint noises to the ship’s frozen metal expanding and contracting in the cold. But as the minutes passed, he noticed a distinct pattern. It sounded like footsteps, faint but deliberate. Each sound carried a rhythm, one that stirred both his curiosity and his fear.
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