Jacob couldn’t ignore the absurdity of his situation—he was following a wild bear, deep into the forest, guided only by its limping steps and pleading glances. Every logical thought told him to turn back, but he was already in too deep. Turning back now felt impossible.
The bear slowed as they approached a clearing, its movements deliberate but strained. Jacob stayed a few paces behind, his eyes darting nervously around the shadowy woods. Then the bear stopped abruptly, its massive head turning toward something hidden behind a thick, ancient tree. Its gaze was sharp and unyielding.
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