Massive Iceberg Drifts Toward Remote Village — What Locals Spot On Top Leaves Them Speechless
Running Toward the Unknown
As the police knocked again, Michael slipped out the back door with his pulse thumping in his ears. He knew Haven’s Edge better than anyone: every shortcut, every blind corner. Staying low, he darted through narrow alleys, hugging shadows and avoiding the glow of street lamps. The usually quiet town felt charged with tension.
A cop car rolled by just feet away, forcing him to crouch behind a row of trash bins. Every sound felt louder now but Michael couldn’t stop. The mystery of the iceberg tugged at him like a magnet. Whatever was out there, he had to see it. Nothing else mattered. Not even getting caught.
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