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... his eyes to the same plain iron ceiling he had lived under for several months. He exhaled a few times deeply and spread his arms, a series of cracks traveling down his back. Turning over, Oscar stared out the window, the moonlight forcing him to squint and groan. He rubbed the bridge of his nose as he got out of bed and dressed in his usual garb. His mind turned to the events of a few days prior, the movements of the enemy ships, the lack of resistance, and the unusual retreat at the end.
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