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"Head....west....."
A persistent drone continuously reverberated throughout the forest expanse, relentless and unforgiving. Its repetitive nature became almost hypnotic in its intensity, drawing Owen deeper into its insistent grasp until he could bear the torment no longer. With a primal roar born of desperation, he hurled himself at the invisible oppressor.
"O-ok! Stop already!!"
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Unwilling to surrender further to the cacophony's control, Owen pulled his trembling hands away from his aching ears. Blood trickling down his ears, he beheld the damage inflicted upon his body as if caught in some twisted masochistic ritual.
Dazed and disoriented, he staggered forth, desperate to elude both the tortuous melody and the unsettling whispers resonating from the depths of the forest.
