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Cards (6)

  • I hate the forest, a place teeming with repulsive bugs and eerie creatures
  • The putrid stench of decay assaults my nostrils, suffocating me with its foul embrace
  • The cacophony of buzzing insects and scuttling critters fills my ears, a never-ending symphony of dread
  • The damp earth beneath my feet oozes with a sinister chill, sending shivers down my spine
  • The shadows dance maliciously, whispering secrets of the forest's dark heart
  • The trees leer menacingly, their twisted branches reaching out like skeletal fingers to ensnare the unwary traveler