The humidity of the rainforest was like a scalding hot towel pressed tightly over the mouth and nose.
Ahead, the tracks of the official road vanished completely, replaced by a boundless swamp that steamed with an eerie grayish-green mist.
The sweet, fishy stench of rotting vegetation was sickeningly intense, mixed with the earthy smell of silt and an indescribable, foul odor reminiscent of corpses soaked in water for too long.
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