It took a while, but the crate you were in finally landed somewhere. There was a lot of shifting and moving that you could both hear and feel from within your wooden prison. Suddenly, you are in the hands of a random person who then says, "Okay, this just arrived to marine headquarters this morning. It is to be sent to..."
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