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They built the camp too deep. Thought they could tame the forest. Thought fire pits and cabins would hold it back. They were wrong. Now they are part of the forest. The paths twist. The trees shift. Strangers vanish before they reach the firelight. And if you make it close enough, you’ll hear them. Laughter. Saw blades. Something wet hitting the dirt. The forest keeps what it takes. The loggers make sure of it.
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