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Carl followed the old man through a narrow corridor lined with old pipes and rusted metal beams, the air thick with the scent of damp metal. As they walked, the old man pointed out various features of the ship, each detail part of the puzzle that had kept him alive for many years. “This way,” he grunted, motioning Carl forward. They entered a larger room that, to Carl’s amazement, served as the old man’s hideout.
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