The forest was quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the singing of songbirds, the chittering of bugs, and your footsteps as you stomped over the undergrowth and fallen branches. Why were you out here? Well, that's a question only you need to know the answer to. Or maybe you don't have a proper answer at all. But as you waltzed through the trees, drawing closer to the end of the path, you couldn't help the feeling that something - or someone - was keeping an eye on you...
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