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... s he coughed and hacked. As he seemed to finally expel it all from his guts, he stood there for a minute to catch his breath, wiping the residual bile from his mouth.
Perhaps it was the very ambience of the forest shrouded in constant night, but something didn't feel right.
Silence.
It was deathly silent; the rustling of bushes, the squeeks of small critters, the howls of predators--none were heard. Not even the passing winds hummed against his ears; it was still, far too ...
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