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     Here he is, following a narrow overgrown path, slowly appearing magically in front of him, as he stands in the midst of a monstrous jungle. He does not recall ever entering this enormous mass of vegetation.     "How did I get here?" he asks himself.     He does not know. All he does knows is he was not here just a moment ago. Or maybe he is mistaken? He cannot recall where he was a moment ago. A dense fog is covering his memories. As he tries hard to remember, a sudden realization overcomes him.      "Wait a minute," he thinks to himself, "there's no sound."     As if on cue, the jungle explodes in an uproar of suspicious noises.