The storm arrived over Clearwater Bay without warning — a wall of black clouds swallowing the sky, lightning cutting through the horizon like shattered glass. By nightfall, waves crashed violently against the rusted hull of the Aurora Bell, a once-grand ship now decaying in silence. But this was no ordinary vessel. Beneath its corroded decks, hidden behind locked compartments and forgotten corridors, lay a secret worth millions — a vault filled with stolen art and lost relics. Harper Lane, a young historian desperate to pay her mother’s mounting medical bills, had uncovered that secret. And as she stood alone on Deck 5, staring at the words freshly carved into the steel — WE ARE COMING — she realized she wasn’t the only one who knew.