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... them took shelter beneath the shade of a nearby tree. It was large and old, its gnarled branches stretching wide enough to shield them from the relentless rain. Droplets slid down the leaves in steady streams, pattering softly onto the muddy ground below.
Meanwhile, the crimson moon glowed brighter, eerier. The rain grew heavier, each drop carrying the faint scent of blood. Thunder rolled in the distance, echoing through the forest, while the guttural sounds of undead creatures spawning ...
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