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Inspecting the inside
Rows of passenger seats still remained, each one labeled with its own seat number. “This was a passenger plane,” Rick stated over the walkie-talkie. Just moments later, they found something even more significant. On one of the seats, a rusted serial number could still be read—1970. Marc blinked and turned to Rick. “What the hell happened here?” he asked, his voice tense with confusion.
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