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// Prologue 
// Story: Bushkeeper 
// by Odd_Sarge 
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"Guys?"

The laughter of the teenager's friends had finally dawdled off into the distance behind him, leaving a large portion of the forest silent.

"Guys?" Andrew called out again. There was no answer.

Groaning, the man went to retreat, but a spark caught his attention. Slipping forward a few more steps into the woods, he peeked into the brush ahead, curious about what he had seen. There was a slight chill to the air as he passed through the leaves, but Andrew didn't quite mind; he was more infatuated with the small glint of light that seemed to escape his vision at every moment of perfect clarity.

Back on the trail again, Andrew soon fell into a rhythmic step, the mystical phenomenon leading him further and further away from his friends, and deeper into the woods of the national park.