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Eli let out a long, shuddering breath.

“Captain, I think we’re two miles south of our plotted track. If we turn ten degrees to port now, we clear the ice field.” imo model course

“Then… silence the non-essential alarms .” His voice steadied. He reached over and muted the screeching backup siren. The sudden quiet was terrifying, but clarifying. Eli let out a long, shuddering breath

Anya gave the order. The helmsman spun the wheel. For twenty agonizing minutes, they listened to the hull groan. Then, through the rime on the windows, they saw it: a massive chunk of glacial ice, blue and silent, sliding past their starboard side with less than fifty meters to spare. He reached over and muted the screeching backup siren

Anya didn’t yell. She walked to the bridge’s battered bookshelf and pulled out the dog-eared binder: IMO Model Course 6.09 – Training in Leadership and Teamwork .

“Captain, the ECDIS is glitching—ice report says growlers ahead, but I can’t confirm range,” he stammered, fingers frozen above the keyboard.