Fresh Campsite Evidence
The campsite’s signs of life sent a chill through the team. The glowing ashes and fresh wrappers felt like a warning, proof that the island wasn’t as abandoned as it seemed at first glance. Sarah’s gaze darted to the tree line, her senses on edge. The discovery shifted the air, making the silence feel heavier, more deliberate. Had they stumbled into someone’s hideout, or was this a trap set for them?
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