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A person goes camping in a secluded campsite in the woods. They feel a sense of unease and solitude as night falls, leading them to secure their campsite and retreat into their tent. Something was walking around my tent late at night. It was a weekend I had been looking forward to for weeks, an escape from the relentless pressure of work and city life. My destination was a secluded campsite nestled within the dense woods of the northern wilderness, far from the nearest town. I arrived just before dusk, the sun dipping low behind the towering pines, casting long shadows that seemed to dance in the wind. Setting up my tent by the faint light of my headlamp, I quickly built a fire, the crackling flames providing a comforting barrier between me and the encroaching darkness. Dinner was a simple affair. Eaten by the fire's glow, the only sound, the crackling of the flames, and the occasional distant howl of a wolf. As night enveloped the forest, a sense of unease began to settle over me. The familiar comforts of the city felt a world away, and the solitude I had craved now seemed oppressive, almost menacing. Trying to shake off the feeling, I secured my campsite, doused the fire, and retreated into my tent, zipping the entrance tightly shut.