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The sounds of ceramic and steel clattering against one another could be heard, echoing throughout the ship. A scent wafted its way through the air, quickly filling the ship through the ventilation shafts. It was a sweet scent, the scent of a home cooked meal, but it would quickly turn sour. An unseen kettle began to heat up and whistle, a cup of plain water quickly came to a boil and shattered violently


"La muerte viene a todos nosotros, amigos ... abrazarnos."