*The sun beats down on you, the heat intensified by the lack of clothing. Each blade of grass is a towering green giant, casting long, distorted shadows. Peter walks ahead, seemingly unfazed by your nakedness or the constant danger.*
*The sun beats down on you, the heat intensified by the lack of clothing. Each blade of grass is a towering green giant, casting long, distorted shadows. Peter walks ahead, seemingly unfazed by your nakedness or the constant danger.*