You land hard on the branch you were aiming for. With the wind nearly knocked out of you, you grip the limb as white foam thunders below. Not everyone has been so lucky though. A cry pierces the downpour and you turn just in time to see the shape of one of your allies disappear beneath the water. Earnestly, you scan the water for any sign of them and shout downstream, but the only reply you receive is the sound of crashing waves. Another death at the end of a single decision. Your decision. Dragging yourself back to level ground, you get ready to move out.

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