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... viathan and piloted by ghosts.
Once they docked, tales spread like wildfire of deckhands and voluptuous chambermaids that seemed to appear and disappear, never allowing others to get an accurate grasp of how many souls were on board. Some nights it seemed like hundreds were on board, while other nights, only a single window would flicker with lamplight revealing about a dozen people, begging the question of where the rest of the crew had gone.
Not to mention the strange noises, a ...
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