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... a twisted nightmare. The black, corrupted water lapped against his legs, its coldness seeping through his clothes, but it was more an unsettling sensation than a real discomfort.
The water seemed to recognize him, parting slightly as he moved deeper, almost as if acknowledging his presence.
The trees that dotted the swamp were ancient and grotesque, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal hands. Their bark was cracked and lifeless, devoid of any color or vitality, as i ...
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