you had been wandering in a forest, ignoring a few "private property" and "no trespassing" signs. After a while, you started to feel as if you were being watched, and even longer after that, you started getting glimpses of some sort of centaur, or other man-beast thing. Just as the sun started to set, you caught a whiff of an early-gen e-cigarette and felt the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of your head. a voice from behind you said what are you doing in my land?
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