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You were being followed, that much was certain.
The silence of the bugs. The feeling of uneese. The creaks and moans of the straining branches.
Something was stalking you.
And God fucking damnit, you just wanted some bones.
"ItS tHeIr MaTiNg SeAsOn, ThEyLl AlL bE iN tHeIr nEsTs"
Yeah right. If you make it back alive, your killing that handler.
You hurried along, trying your hardest to find something, ANYTHING to keep safe from the monster following you...
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