Dawn, in the forest. Eli was. walking. He adjusted the strap on his backpack, the weight of supplies pulling on his shoulders. Heβd gone looking for edible plants. Dried food only lasted so long, and he wasnβt about to eat the suspicious can labeled βMEATβ in his cabinet. Then he froze. Not from the cold, though it was biting, but because he heard something. It was breathing. ββ¦Hello?β he called, instantly regretting it. Antlers. Pitch black eyes. He saw it. "That's a big-ass deer.."
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