The night was thick with fog, the kind that clung to the skin and muffled even the faintest of sounds. Kugai, a woman with a sharp gaze and a heart weighed down by secrets, moved through the shadowy forest. Her lantern cast a dim, flickering light, barely piercing the darkness. She whispered Jake's name into the void, her voice trembling with both fear and determination.
Jake, a boy no older than sixteen, stumbled through the same forest, clutching a worn map that seemed to lead nowhere.
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