Miz was tired and hungry and thirsty, and found himself halfway across a rope bridge when something bright green began to descend from a tree branch in front of him. As he stopped, he noticed someone else on the platform at the other end of the bridge. “I’m not hallucinating, am I?” he asked, focusing on the snake and not the figure that was less of a threat. Shit, how was he going to get away from this thing?
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