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We hadn’t set up camp yet.
We were still hours out.
Still deep in the search.
But then we found it.
A campsite.
Recently used.
Still warm.
Gear laid out exactly how we would’ve done it.
Same packs.
Same layout.
Same equipment.
Even the same brand markings.
At first, we thought it belonged to another team.
Until we checked the tags.
They had our names on them.
Every single one.
Exactly where each of us would’ve put our gear.
Like it had already happened.
Like we’d already been there.
Then we found the fire.
Still burning.
And sitting beside it…
was a radio.
Crackling.
With our voices coming through.
Talking about setting up camp.
If you ever find a campsite in the woods that looks like yours…
leave immediately.
Because it means one thing.
You weren’t the first version of yourself to be there.