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... d of gears running echoed across the large hollow room.
Every few seconds, steam would be projected out into the room crashing against Gray’s face as he progressed forward.
He was drenched in sweat and the sounds of his pants being overlapped by the creaking of the gears every few seconds.
Gray had finally made it in, he was at the lowest floor of the ship. The management floor.
Currently he stood at the most important part of the ship, the part which kept everyth ...
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