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You hear a demented howl after reading
it. It sounds like a mix between a werewolf, a normal wolf, and diarrhea coming out of someone's mouth. You all
look around. "What the hell was that?" Jeb says, looking in all directions. You all carefully continue along the
trail. Another howl breaks through the night wind, only the howl is closer this time. That's a classic cliché,
isn't it? You can hear the sound of grass rustling nearby. "Son of a dick," you complain. "Maybe we should
head back," Jade whispers. "No, we have to keep going," you say.
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