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Zen, Gasher, and Furo trudged on in the dense woods, still in search of the elusive Black Cave of Oints. The atmosphere was eerie, the only sound coming from the rustling of leaves underfoot and the occasional snap of a twig. The towering trees cast deep shadows, and the only light came from the occasional beam of sunlight that filtered through the leaves.

As they walked, Zen noticed that the forest had grown increasingly quiet. "Have you guys noticed how silent it's gotten?" he asked, his voice hushed. "It's like everything's holding its breath."

Gasher nodded. "I don't like it. Something feels off."

Furo, ever the optimist, tried to lighten the mood. "Maybe it's just because we're in a part of the forest where there aren't many animals. Or maybe they're all taking a nap!"

Zen gave a small chuckle, but the tension remained. They walked on in silence for a while longer, the oppressive quiet weighing heavily on them.

Suddenly, Gasher held up a hand, signaling for them to stop. "Do you
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