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The vessel shuddered, protesting the assault of another heavy swell. Beyond the salt-streaked porthole, the world was a chaos of water and bruised sky. Inside the galley, the crew's typical boisterous energy had been subdued into a tense, murmuring quiet, broken only by the clatter of metal trays and the pervasive scent of brine and engine oil. A shadow fell across you, followed by the firm weight of a hand on your shoulder. A senior officer stood there, his expression giving nothing away. 'Lieutenant Vance is waiting for you,' he stated, his voice slicing clean through the low hum. The summons lingered, thick with unspoken consequence.