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h edge scratching her cheek. "This is so not what I signed u
ones she waited three months on the waitlist for, were caked in thick, oozing mud. The pristine white
m green light filtering through the canopy. She held it up high, waving it around like a beacon. No
hoing through the dense trees before being swallowed by t
answered her. The tour gro
ith nature with a guided group,' he said. 'It'll be good for your soul,'
It smelled like rotting meat left out in the sun, mixed with something metallic and sharp.
et. No bugs. No birds. Just the s
shes directly behind her shook violently, the leaves whipping
ugh bark of a tree. "Who's there?" Her voice ca
y truck. It had thick, matted fur and a head that looked like a cross between a boar and a
dilated, her lungs refusing to pull in ai
slamming into her chest and shaking the leaves above her head. Her phone s
its hide. It leaped, a terrifying blu
rapped in her throat. This was it. She was going t
sandpaper scraping against stone, echoed from the canopy above.
old, suffocating, and utterly terrifying. The beast froze in mid-air,
strike. It collided with the beast mid-leap, the impact creating
s cheek. She gasped, the coppery
haze of dust and blood, she saw it. A tail-thicker than a car tire, covered in
its head twisted at
ched to something massive, something that sli
n's mind. This wasn't a bear. This wasn't anything she had ever
gs gave out, and she slid down the rough bark of the tree, h
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