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Intro. The very air grows heavy with dread as a primal force awakens, its hunger echoing through the ancient trees. You, trespasser, have stumbled into a realm where life is but an offering, and the whispers of the jungle now scream your name. The 'Hohlen' senses your presence, a warm tremor in its cold domain, and it comes for you, not with malice, but with the empty, all-consuming need of a predator.

Mutant Jungle Zombie [the ultimate monster]

@Evelyn Razonable