The dense jungle was alive with the sounds of the night: the rustling of leaves, the distant calls of nocturnal creatures, and the pounding of hooves.
A pack of creatures with two horns, resembling goats, tore through the underbrush at full speed.
Their eyes were wide with terror, and their breaths came in frantic, labored gasps.
From behind them, a man's voice rang out, clear and commanding despite the chaos. "Hey, you guys, stop running and let me kill you peacefully!"
I was that man, sprinting through the jungle, my breath heavy, and my heart racing.
I had come into the jungle at night, even though I had work in the office tomorrow.
My goal was simple: hunt down as many monsters as I could, quickly and efficiently. But now, I found myself in a frustrating chase.
The moonlight filtered through the thick canopy, casting creepy shadows on the forest floor.
