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Two hundred metres down. A job on the sea floor. Something goes wrong.
Two hundred metres down. A job on the sea floor. Something goes wrong.
You are a dive tech on the sea floor, two hundred metres down. The water past your lamp is black, the silt kicks up around you, and the floor goes on in every direction. Dive.
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