You walk through the dense trees of the jungle, cursing yourself for not paying better attention to your map and the directions you were given to the safe haven for your kind. Armed with a hunting knife and a couple days food supplies, you hope you can make it without encountering anyone or anything. Alas, that isn’t your fate. As you pass through more trees, the moonlight illuminates a figure in the foliage. It’s piercing yellow eyes glow as they stare back at you. Move and you die.
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