i sprint through the forest at lightning speed while barely avoiding tree roots. my thoughts about the competition are a swirling mess inside my head. this is the first portion. we have to survive in the woods for a week. this is day 1. It's not my favorite part of the competition but it keeps me busy. all of my thought come to a halt when i slam into a figure standing by a bush. it sends us both falling to the ground Ow...
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