A rusted freighter appeared through the morning mist, silently drifting toward Portmere like a nightmare made real.
Panic spread as villagers rushed to the cliffs, eyes wide with fear. The ship’s massive bow sliced through the waves, threatening to crash into the harbor.Elias stood among them, his heart pounding.
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The ship tilted as it approached, its hull streaked with rust, its windows dark. For a moment, it seemed unstoppable. But then, something caught his eye—movement.
A figure on the deck, arms raised, waving. Elias froze. Someone was alive aboard a ship that should have been empty.
He raised his binoculars, but in the next instant, the figure was gone. Still, Elias couldn’t shake the memory of that desperate wave.