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... mselves were holding their breath. No birdsong. No rustle of monkeys in the canopies. Just the soft thud of boots and bare feet against damp earth, the occasional snap of a branch underfoot. The air was heavy, thicker than usual, and hotter—suffocating almost, like the very world around them was trying to choke their courage from their lungs.
It was the third day.
The two native guides, usually composed and wordless in their duty, had started to falter. The older one had slowed, ...
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