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// Story: 80 Days: Under the Waves 
// by Sharp Spark 
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I directed us to the east, and we set off, making quite good time.

Unfortunately, it was on the third day when I realized what dial represented the submersible’s charge, and only then when the controls abruptly ceased working. Thankfully, we could still force the vessel to the water’s surface, but we were unquestionably stranded.

Madame Fog concerned herself with working out our exact position. “I believe us to be on a major trade route,” she assured me. “We shall simply flag down a passing ship.”

That’s when I saw the fins break the surface of the waves, moving in our direction from the west.

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