Jungle Outpost

Your transmission mentioned the jungle. Further down the hallway, dense green foliage loomed over the timber planks—a massive floor planter hosting a thick thicket of towering palm stalks. I crossed the clearance gap and slipped beneath the canopy. Soil terrain here is dark and loose, completely altering traction. I scouted three paces into the root tangle until I found an upright woody stem providing cover. Bracing my boots into dry earth, I dragged a fallen brown fibrous husk across two thick roots, creating a sturdy observation bridge. Canopy overhead is dense. Green sector established.