The moose stood a few yards away, its calm demeanor at odds with the menacing sound emanating from the mysterious shape. Julie tightened her grip on the flashlight, her hands trembling.
Then, a sharp crack echoed through the woods, like a twig snapping underfoot. Julie’s breath hitched, her eyes darting to the shadows. Her heart pounded so loudly she thought it might drown out the growls. Was something else out here? Another predator?
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