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... ing, dim streetlights and the occasional glint off the ocean’s surface. The darkness felt oppressive, hanging heavy in the air like a thick fog.
The docks were eerily silent, save for the distant lapping of waves against the hulls of rusting ships and the occasional creak of old wood. Stacks of crates loomed like silent sentinels, their shapes barely distinguishable in the gloom.
The air carried a faint scent of death and decay, a sickly-sweet odor that no amount of industrial-st ...
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