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Can of beans
“What is this?” Carl muttered as he crouched to inspect the item. His trembling fingers picked up an unopened can of black beans. Its label appeared faded and ancient, mirroring the eerie, abandoned state of the ship. But who had thrown it? As his mind raced, a gravelly voice broke the silence, saying, “For you.” Carl’s eyes darted nervously around the room. “What is this? Who are you?” he asked, his voice shaky.
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