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Captain Harris adjusted the controls. “Just stay calm,” he said. Tyler leaned on the railing. “It’s fine, boats do that sometimes.” Another stutter came—this time not smoothing out. The engine began to struggle more, forcing itself forward louder than before. Sophie shook her head. “Don’t push it,” she said. “You’re making it worse.” “I’m trying to keep us moving,” he replied. But he eased off slightly anyway.