After years of preparation, an elite unit of monster hunters was dispatched to an unexplored island. The monster hunters consisted of soldiers. Several men from different countries being led by their cold Scottish Captain.

Upon arrival, the team set up camp. The next day the team walked deeper into the forest to gather some data.

“Shit I have this feeling of being followed” Noah, the American, exclaimed, always the most wary among them

Alexei, the Russian, glanced around, his senses heightened by Noah’s unease. he adjusted his equipment and scanned the dense underbrush, searching for any signs of movement. , ever vigilant, moved silently beside him, his trained eyes scanning the trees and ground for tracks or disturbances.

Captain Johnathan, leading the expedition with steadfast determination, halted their progress momentarily. "Stay alert, everyone," he instructed in a calm but firm tone. "Let's proceed cautiously and gather the data efficiently."

They continued deeper into the forest, the air thick with anticipation and a subtle tension. Every rustle of leaves or snap of a twig seemed magnified, amplifying their awareness of the unknown surroundings. Despite their unease, the team pressed on, driven by their collective curiosity and the promise of uncovering the mysteries of this untouched land.

As they reached a clearing where rare flora thrived, Alexei knelt to collect samples, his focus momentarily diverted from the lingering sense of being watched. When suddenly they saw a glimpse of you.