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>definitely not a deer, or some sort of animal just moving through the brush>reminiscent of stalking, lurking - very slow and methodical snaps, like a creature simply too large too keep itself completely silent as it plods through the undergrowth>fire has been dead for hours, no light from the moon>feels like i've got a golfball in my throat >begin to worry for my friend, there's no way i could help him in time or even help myself>thoughts race until it almost feels like time come to a stop when i hear it>fucking>breathing>i can actually HEAR something fucking breathing in the distance, it's so different from the noises of my friend's rhythmic breaths - like it's all i can hear>can hear it either growing louder or coming closer>can hear the soft stamp of footsteps>all the sudden i hear a stir in my friends tent>the silence of the night shatters with the yell of my guardian gorilla>"SHHUT THE FFFFUCK UP, MAYN!">the entire perimeter of our camp almost shakes like the forest is alive>can hear like 6 sets of footsteps sprint off in all directions>bushes and twigs being wrestled about and pushed aside>friend exasperatedly yells once more>"GAHDAMN. JEEZE.">sit there in silence>he falls back to sleep in like minutes>stay up whole night in fear>ambient forest noises seem to creep back in>bugs and birds take their cue>don't hear any more rustling or footstepsto this day we're still best friends, i dunno what it was, but i'll say this - i'm never going camping without a hoodrat again
