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19-year-old Alex wandered through a sweltering and humid jungle, searching for The Lost Treasure of Eldorado. The sun's rays were blazing down onto the wilderness, and the trees weren't enough to keep him cool. He was exhausted, and sweat was dripping down his forehead. He cut and slashed the leaves in his way with his machete through the jungle. The sound of tropical birds chirping and insects buzzing was starting to fill his head as he could no longer find the energy to go on. He thought to take a break and sit down on the jungle floor as he took one last step, and all of a sudden, he slipped and started to slide down. It was like he was on a massive slide that curved left and right, up and down. He screamed as his arms were flailing.
Finally, he slid right into a pile of enormous leaves and branches. He gathered his energy to pick himself up and looked around to see where he was. Right in front of him on the ground was a beat-up leather jacket. He walked towards it and picked it up. Before he could put it on, he saw a footprint that resembled that of a bird right underneath it. He thought it could be a large bird, like an ostrich, except this impression was larger, much larger. He examined the print and looked a little further. He saw many more and decided to follow the track. He felt a slightly warm breeze blow past his neck, like something or someone was breathing, so he turned around instantly. There was nothing there, so he kept on walking with his eyes squinted, scanning left to right, and his knees bent just enough to keep him stable or sprint in any direction if needed. After following the tracks for some time, he noticed they led into an abandoned amusement park. He saw enormous metal structures resembling rollercoasters and carnival rides that he had never seen before of such a size. He was bewildered and surprised by how larger everything was since he had fallen into the slide. Where was he, he thought.