The path was narrow and twisted, branches clawing at Jacob’s arms as he tried to keep pace with the bear. The sound of snapping twigs and crunching leaves filled the silence, amplifying his sense of unease. He clenched his makeshift weapon tighter, his knuckles white.
Minutes stretched into what felt like hours as the bear led him deeper into the forest. Suddenly, the trees thinned, and Jacob spotted the unmistakable silhouette of the giant rock. It loomed ahead, its jagged surface partially hidden by dense foliage. His breath caught in his throat.
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