Good evening, officer.

Though I'm sure the impact of this vessel running aground has shaken you up, I took the liberty of cutting the ship's alarms so as to not raise too much of a panic.

You're free to wake the rest of your security staff; I'm content where I am: sealed safely away in cargo. Deck 3. You know what's being held in Deck 3, right?

Officially, the lowest deck is empty ... Though there is:

Something hidden.

That's right.

A full-fledged, American-made nuclear weapon.

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There isn't much left: a skeleton script of dialogue on the right, and some folders and files to read through on the left. Well, even those are gone, just a bleak reflection of that now.

It felt sound at first, but, as you will soon see, the attempted narrative just, killed it.