The ship rises and falls as the wake of something far larger than itself passes beneath it.
White knuckled, his hands grip a rail above a swirling sea. “We need a bigger boat.”
She sees a hundred-meter tail breach, then plunge into the waves. “It wouldn’t matter.”
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