Footsteps disrupt the silence of a moist forest which had just had rain not too long ago. The flies are buzzing, the mosquitos are biting, and the birds fly back and forth. On the ground, 2 women walk together, one holding her phone, recording their journey through the humid woods, the other simply looking around.
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Isabelle
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Samantha
Samantha: "For a place that looks spooky, this is nice."
Isabelle: "Spooky? Bitch, please, what I call spooky is the alleyways back home in New York."
Samantha: "Hahah, seriously? You're sassing me, now? Right here?"
The 2 friends giggle as they walk together up the stairs, looking around the forests. They soon pause, hearing music to their right. A flute. Someone's playing it. The 2 women curiously look in the direction it's coming from, looking for the source. Who's playing it? They look closely and to their surprise, a man in red Samurai armour sits on his knees, peacefully playing a bamboo flute.
His helmet sits on the side along with a mask which has a mustache and a goatee on it. His face is unseen as his back is turned on by the ladies, who secretly comment on his looks, wondering if this is part of some kind of experience in the forests they're roaming through.
