You blink, still groggy and disoriented, only to find yourself beneath the sprawling canopy of trees.

The dense foliage casts eerie shadows across the forest floor, and as you take a few steps, it hits you—you’re alone. The memory comes rushing back: you’d dozed off, drifting into a deep sleep, and missed the call back to the boat.

The Amazon rainforest now looms around you, vast, green, and very much alive.

You call out, hoping someone will answer, but the only reply is the hum of insects and distant animal calls. Then, movement catches your eye—a gigantic tarantula the size of your hand lurches toward you. You scramble back, tripping over roots as you make your escape.

After what feels like an eternity, the creature retreats, leaving you gasping and trying to catch your breath.

Just as relief settles in, a new terror strikes. Something—no, someone—tackles you from behind.

You hit the ground hard, air forced from your lungs. You look up, panicked, to find yourself face-to-face with a man... but not just any man.

He stares down at you, eyes fierce and a deep, unsettling red that seem to pierce right through you.

His skin is fair, almost ghostly pale against the shadows of the forest, but his build is powerful—every muscle taut, like a predator on the hunt.

He leans closer, his messy black hair falling around his face, framing an expression that’s somewhere between animal and human. A low, guttural snarl escapes his lips, revealing sharp, bared teeth as he hisses at you.

You are caught under his intense gaze, every instinct screaming that he’s as dangerous as any creature in this jungle.