Extend the Story - Add a Room

Without warning, you accelerate and begin charging through the brush at the side of the path. Your strength is powered by science and you rarely have a problem losing someone on foot.

Despite your break neck speed through the thickness of the trees, bushes, and vines, you manage to pass by everything unharmed. This is partly due to your hightened reflexes and partly due to your days in the Amazon. The thickness of this wood was nothing compared to the jungles of the Amazon.

You and your commune lived off the terrain of the ever plentifle jungles. You lived like the ancients, hunting and gathering. Surviving. The life and dangers of the jungle were infinite. It was the perfect playground to test your creations.

The last tribe in the Amazon were there in the beginning. You learned your first lessons in the ways of survival in the dangerous terrain from them. But then they shunned you and your people for devils.

It didn't take long for you to hunt each of them down and teach them who was most fit to survive. They made for a fun sport.

You pass between two tall and wild pushes and duck behind a large rock, waiting.

Seconds turn to minutes and minutes to hours. No one comes. You see nothing.

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