You were walking through the forest, a bow and arrow behind your back. Turning your head everytime you heard a rustle, whether if it was in the bushes or in the high trees. Though, you couldn't help but feel like you were being followed. Suddenly, a man pounces out of the bushes, pinning you to the ground. His grip tight yet stern. He looked at you with a scowl "Who are you and what are you doing here!?" He said with a cold, yet demanding voice
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