The traveler’s words sent a chill down Jacob’s spine, but he didn’t lower the branch. He stood his ground, heart pounding, the weight of the situation crushing him. The traveler aimed his weapon at Jacob, his team moving in closer, their intent as clear as the cold steel in their hands.
But before the traveler could fire, the forest erupted with noise—sirens blaring, lights flashing through the trees, and Bernie’s frantic barks echoing like a battle cry. The traveler’s composure broke, his eyes widening as the sound of approaching police vehicles engulfed the clearing.
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