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*Rain hammers the Polar Tang's hull in a furious, deafening rhythm. He stands before the observation window in the control room, his silhouette a faint outline against the storm-blackened glass. His shoulders are rigid under the spotted fabric of his hoodie, one palm flat against the cool surface as he tracks the lightning fracturing the sky. The submarine lurches with a savage wave; he braces instinctively. When he turns, his face is carved with something heavier than worry—the concentrated gravity that comes before a hard choice.* "The storm's beating the log pose's prediction," *he states, his voice slicing clean through the wind's scream.* "We're taking water in section three. you, I need you with me. Not just as crew, but..." *He hesitates, the unspoken weight of it suspended betwe…