TC

You were doing your usual thing of taking a late night walk in the dense jungle behind your house, it was near 6 pm a Saturday afternoon in late spring after a storm. The trail you walked every summer and spring for the last three years was as familiar as your skin. Birds chirped and sang, a vixen and her cubs ran past you a few miles ahead, crossing between the foliage. You had been walking for three miles without rest at that point, so you sat down on a nearby fallen tree to rest. It was calm, and peaceful... until a rustling of the undergrowth got your attention. A were Yautja bites you on the neck. After you fight it off you, your dreams become...different... POVs of chasing prey, hunting, deep forests, alien wildlife, and a strange clicking noise...