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The gentle rustling of leaves stirred me from my slumber. A cool breeze carried the scent of the forest, crisp and alive, brushing against my skin as I exhaled slowly. I had fallen asleep beneath this tree, lulled by the serenity of the day, and I had no immediate intention of moving.
Then I heard them.
Footsteps. Uneven, hurried, and uncoordinated. A sharp intake of breath, a suppressed whimper. The scent of blood tainted the air, faint but undeniable.
I opened ...
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