Serena was walking towards the ship. She was in the jungle, walking on the familiar path they used to come to the beach. As Serena walked along the familiar path towards the ship, a sense of unease began to gnaw at her senses, prickling the hairs on the back of her neck with a creeping sense of foreboding. Each step she took seemed to echo with a strange resonance, as if the very air around her crackled with an otherworldly energy.
With each passing moment, Serena felt the hairs on her arms stand on end, a chill coursing through her veins that had nothing to do with the cool breeze rustling through the trees. Instinctively, she quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest as she sought to escape the creeping sense of dread that threatened to engulf her.
