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With a look of pure terror etched on his face, James frantically scanned his surroundings, his eyes darting back and forth in search of any sign of hope. Meanwhile, his twin sister Savanna could be heard crying softly beside him, tears streaming down her face as she clung to his arm for comfort. The frigid gusts of wind mercilessly lashed against the siblings, sending shivers down their spines. In a barely audible tone, James let out a remorseful sigh, lamenting his decision to heed the imprudent dare.