We’re not alone
Sarah rose slowly, her eyes locked on the dense tree line up ahead. “We’re not alone,” she whispered, her voice steady despite the tension in the air. Her team’s faces mirrored her unease, their hands gripping their gear tightly. The island’s silence felt like a predator, waiting to strike. The fresh signs at the campsite confirmed her worst fears. Who was out there, hidden in the shadows, watching their every move?
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