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While we were watching the iceberg from the bridge we saw a cardboard box with "bomb" written on it. We thought it was odd, but it turns out it was for a drill today. About once a week we have one of these drills, and all of the passengers (us) have to go to the conference room with our life vests and immersion suits to prepare for boarding the life boat. This week the crew got to practice finding a bomb. Unfortunately, they didn't find it before it blew up. It turns out the captain himself was the evil guy who planted it on the bridge, and when the crew members went to sweep the bridge he told them he'd already done it, and they left. So we're all dead.
(originally posted on Livejournal)
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