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Seeing something else
Jack was eager to learn more about this map and what the route on it meant. But before he could delve further into the map’s mystery, Emma spotted something in the backseat of the vehicle. There, nestled between the seats, was a small wooden box, its edges worn and smooth from years of handling. “Check this out,” she said, reaching for it cautiously, while Jack watched her every move.
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