Signs of Life
As the crew moved deeper into the jungle, they noticed subtle but undeniable signs of human presence. A series of crude, weathered carvings on tree trunks marked their path. “These weren’t made by chance,” Rick said, tracing his fingers over the rough lines. Nearby, a bundle of leaves tied with dried vines hung from a low branch. “It’s a marker,” Marc added. “Someone’s been here, guiding their way.”
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